From 96ab7a3ce522f38a768e67c73021bf1071832a37 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: Case Duckworth
Date: Mon, 9 Feb 2015 12:04:05 -0700
Subject: Add Paul; move source files to src/

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 src/wallpaper.txt | 40 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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 create mode 100644 src/wallpaper.txt

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+---
+title: Wallpaper
+genre: prose
+
+project:
+    title: "Buildings out of air: Paul in the Woods"
+    css: paul
+    order: 31
+    next:
+    - title: Punch
+      link: punch
+    - title: Window
+      link: window
+    previous:
+    - title: X-ray
+      link: x-ray
+    - title: Underwear
+      link: underwear
+...
+
+
+He didn't go back into the shed for a long time.  His hatchet was in there,
+and his axe.  He didn't want to face them.  His papers, he decided, could wait
+in the top drawer for a while before being looked at again.  The pain
+medication made him loopy.  He couldn't think as well as he was used to, which
+wasn't well to begin with.  Even saying his thoughts out loud, it was as
+though they were on the TV in the next room.  Someone was cheering.  They had
+just won a car.
+
+His mother came in with lunch on a tray.  It was hot tomato soup and a grilled
+cheese sandwich.  "What have you been doing all day" she asked "you haven't
+just been staring at the wall have you?"  He had been staring at the wall most
+of the day.  The wall without the window on it, with the woodgrain wallpaper.
+"No" he said.  "What have you been doing then" she asked setting the tray down
+on his lap.  He sat up and almost upset it, but she caught it before it
+spilled anything.  "Composing in my head" he lied.  "A novel of my
+experience."
+
+"Do you really think anyone will want to read about you" she asked and walked
+out of the room.
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