From 9fce418b46c9f0894f429384ef9e3dabaeffbeb4 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Case Duckworth Date: Tue, 14 Apr 2015 16:36:17 -0700 Subject: Change file hierarchy and rewrite makefile - File hierarchy is now as follows: - / - appendix/ < appendix source files - backlinks/ < backlink sources & builds - hapax/ < *.hapax source files - scripts/ < scripts, like *.js, *.hs, etc. - templates/ < templates for outputs - text/ < source files - trunk/ < assets, like css, images, heads, etc. - index.html - *.html - Makefile --- text/axe.txt | 46 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 1 file changed, 46 insertions(+) create mode 100644 text/axe.txt (limited to 'text/axe.txt') diff --git a/text/axe.txt b/text/axe.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..d53d58e --- /dev/null +++ b/text/axe.txt @@ -0,0 +1,46 @@ +--- +title: Axe +genre: prose + +id: axe +toc: "Axe" + +project: + title: "Buildings out of air: Paul in the Woods" + class: paul + order: 5 + next: + - title: Leaf + link: leaf + - title: Building + link: building + prev: + - title: Dream + link: dream + - title: Art + link: art +... + +Paul took his axe and went out into the woods to chop trees. +Or rather he went into the trees to chop wood. +He wasn't sure. +Either way it helped him think. +Last time he'd gone out, he'd had an idea for a shoe-insert company he could start called "Paul's Bunyons." +He chuckled to himself as he shouldered his axe and went into the forest. + +Deep into the woods he admired the organization of the trees. +"They grow wherever they fall" he said "but still none is too close to another." +He sounded like Solomon to himself. +[He imagined he had a beard.][] + +He walked for a long time in the shadows of the forest, in its coolness. +It sounded like snow had fallen but it was still [October][]. +The first time the trees seemed to radiate out from him in straight lines he stopped and turned around four times. +After he walked on he noticed it happened fairly often. + +Still, after he felled his first tree that day he realized they grew from the epicenter of his axe. +He paused in the [small dark sound][] of the forest quiet. + +[He imagined he had a beard.]: riptide_memory.html +[October]: january.html +[small dark sound]: last-bastion.html -- cgit 1.4.1-21-gabe81