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/window.txt | 59 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
 1 file changed, 59 insertions(+)
 create mode 100644 text/window.txt

(limited to 'text/window.txt')

diff --git a/text/window.txt b/text/window.txt
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..bf4b2aa
--- /dev/null
+++ b/text/window.txt
@@ -0,0 +1,59 @@
+---
+title: Window
+genre: prose
+
+id: window
+toc: "Window"
+
+project:
+    title: "Buildings out of air: Paul in the Woods"
+    class: paul
+    order: 18
+    next:
+    - title: Question
+      link: question
+    - title: Writing
+      link: writing
+    prev:
+    - title: Tapestry
+      link: tapestry
+    - title: Wallpaper
+      link: wallpaper
+...
+
+_**[HYMN 386: JOKES][]**_
+
+_"[Tell us a joke][]" everyone asks of the clown.
+He sits on a log and begins to think.
+Everyone waits gap-mouthed in anticipation.
+A slight breeze ruffles the clown's coat, his pompom buttons, [his bright red hair][].
+His nose becomes redder in the cold.
+Hours pass.
+All but the most dedicated of joke listeners leave him to rot ~~for all they may care~~._
+
+_The clown opens his mouth to speak but no words come out.
+A tear falls down his cheek, and another.
+He begins to sob.
+The last joke listener comes over to comfort him.
+She puts a hand on his shoulder.
+He looks up at her, red face, red nose, white lips, and says ~~"Thank you."~~
+He vanishes from the clearing.
+The last joke listener sits on the log and looks up at the sky.
+[The moon is full.][]
+The world creaks on its axis._
+
+Paul looked up to the space on the wall where a window should be.
+The shadow of his face wavered in the candle light.
+He looked back down at the card he'd been writing on.
+He read the card.
+He crossed out the _for all they may care_ in the first paragraph, and _"Thank you"_ from the second one.
+"[What could he say][]" he thought to himself.
+"What could he possibly say to her."
+He went outside to clear his head with a cigarette.
+He took his axe with him this time.
+
+[Tell us a joke]: joke.html
+[HYMN 386: JOKES]: hymnal.html
+[his bright red hair]: ronaldmcdonald.html
+[The moon is full.]: moon-drowning.html
+[What could he say]: elegyforanalternateself.html
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