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 					<td>Tori Telfer</td>
 					<td>Audiobook version. Most of them had it coming for them.</td>
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 					<td>2024-W18</td>
 					<td>Luminary</td>
 					<td>Kate Scelsa</td>
 					<td>Very annoying how the author would yo-yo back and forth between making inane statements of genderism ("'Female' here should be understood as available to people of any gender, not a biological categorization." - quoted verbatim from the book) and then analysing how late stage capitalism contributes to feelings of inadequacy regarding one's body. If there's nothing wrong with you, then why transition? Hell, anyone who's known me long enough knows that I struggle with waves of severe dysphoria, but I've seen too many horrors of post-op complicatons to ever consider elective surgery for feelings that will likely fade once I start aging out of being able to "kin" pretty anime boys. (To anyone considering transitioning, I must ask you to consider - can you see yourself as an elderly person of the desired sex? Because choosing to live means growing old one day.) The author is too busy calling everyone with even a whiff of same-sex attraction "queer" to take this argument of bodily neutrality to its logical conclusion.</td>
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 					<td>2024-W19</td>
 					<td>Women in Old Norse Society</td>
 					<td>Jenny Jochens</td>
 					<td>If you can stand the stuffiness of the typical academic writing style, this is an excellent book baby pagans should read to dispel any rose-colored sentiments that everything in pre-Christian heathen societies was peachy before Jesus showed up.</td>
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 					<td>2024-W20</td>
 					<td>How to Do Nothing</td>
 					<td>Jenny Odell</td>
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 					<td>2024-W21</td>
 					<td>The Wave in the Mind</td>
 					<td>Ursula K. le Guin</td>
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 					<td>2024-W22</td>
 					<td>Caliban and the Witch</td>
 					<td>Silvia Federici</td>
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 					<td>2024-W23</td>
 					<td>Under the Sign of Saturn</td>
 					<td>Susan Sontag</td>
 					<td>Most of the book was a slog, and I had to skip an essay or two, but there were two excerpts that made me feel "seen" (in an annoying Twitter way):<br><blockquote>It is characteristic of the Saturnine temperament to blame its undertow of inwardness on the will. Convinced that the will is weak, the melancholic may make extravagant efforts to develop it. If these efforts are successful, the resulting hypertrophy of will usually takes the form of a compulsive devotion to work. Thus Baudelaire, who suffered constantly from "acedia, the malady of monks," ended many letters and his Intimate Journals with the most impassioned pledges to work more, to work uninterruptedly, to do nothing but work. (Despair over "every defeat of the will" - Baudelaire's phrase again - is a characteristic complaint of modern artists and intellectuals, particularly of those who are both.) One is condemned to work; otherwise, one might not do anything at all.</blockquote><br>and:<br><blockquote>All his writings are polemical. But the deepest impulse of his temperament was not combative. It was celebratory. His debunking forays, which presumed the readiness to be made indignant by inanity, obtuseness, hypocrisy - these gradually subsided. He was more interested in bestowing praise, sharing his passions. He was a taxonomist of jubilation, and of the mind's earnest play.</blockquote></td>
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 					<td>2024-W24</td>
 					<td>Salem's Cipher</td>
 					<td>Jess Lourey</td>
 					<td>Part of a summer library reading challenge.</td>
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 					<td>2024-W25</td>
 					<td>The Trouble with Angels</td>
 					<td>Debbie Macomber</td>
 					<td>Part of a summer library reading challenge. I had to read a romance novel for one of the slots, and I chose this one because it had "angel" in the title. Can't say I'm a fan of heterosexuality.</td>
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 					<td>2024-W26</td>
 					<td>A Poetry Handbook</td>
 					<td>Mary Oliver</td>
 					<td>The same sensation as being bilingual and deciding one day to observe how speakers of one of your languages learn the other one: a unjustified frustration at retreading ground you'd covered years and years ago. More useful for an English class context than for private study.</td>
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 					<td>2024-W27</td>
 					<td>The Dream of a Common Language</td>
 					<td>Adrienne Rich</td>
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 					<td>2024-W28</td>
 					<td>Against Interpretation</td>
 					<td>Susan Sontag</td>
 					<td>Mein gott, what a slog this was after the first essay. I'm not concerned about the drama of the theater world in the 1960s. Do you have anything timeless to say?</td>
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 					<td>2024-W29</td>
 					<td>I Praise My Destroyer</td>
 					<td>Diane Ackerman</td>
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 					<td>2024-W30</td>
 					<td>Doppleganger</td>
 					<td>Naomi Klein</td>
 					<td>You NEED to read this book. Steal it, buy it, wait several months on hold on Libby, doesn't matter.</td>
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 					<td>Cherri Bomb</td>
 					<td>One of my favorite albums from my adolescent years. I wish the band had stayed together instead of imploding into the pop mess they are now.<br>Favorite track: <b>Too Many Faces</b></td>
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 					<td>2024-W15</td>
 					<td>Battle Scars & Broken Hearts</td>
 					<td>Darling Parade</td>
 					<td>Favorite track: <b>Change</b></td>
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 					<td>2024-W16</td>
 					<td>At Swim</td>
 					<td>Lisa Hannigan</td>
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 					<td>2024-W17</td>
 					<td>The Medicine Show</td>
 					<td>Melissa Etheridge</td>
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 					<td>2024-W18</td>
 					<td>Ceremonials</td>
 					<td>Florence + The Machine</td>
 					<td>Favorite track: <b>What The Water Gave Me</b></td>
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 					<td>2024-W19</td>
 					<td>Breakdown</td>
 					<td>Melissa Etheridge</td>
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 					<td>2024-W20</td>
 					<td>Coexist</td>
 					<td>The xx</td>
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 					<td>2024-W21</td>
 					<td>Bear Creek</td>
 					<td>Brandi Carlile</td>
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 					<td>2024-W22</td>
 					<td>chapter 1</td>
 					<td>girl in red</td>
 					<td>Favorite track: <b>i wanna be your girlfriend</b></td>
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 					<td>2024-W23</td>
 					<td>The Nearly Deads</td>
 					<td>The Nearly Deads</td>
 					<td>Favorite track: <b>Thanks For Nothing</b></td>
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 					<td>2024-W24</td>
 					<td>BADLANDS</td>
 					<td>Halsey</td>
 					<td>Were you on Tumblr in 2015?</td>
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 					<td>2024-W25</td>
 					<td>Wages of Sin</td>
 					<td>Arch Enemy</td>
 					<td>Favorite track: <b>Savage Messiah</b></td>
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 					<td>2024-W26</td>
 					<td>Malevolence</td>
 					<td>New Years Day</td>
 					<td>Another favorite of my teenage self.<br>Favorite track: <b>Alone</b></td>
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 					<td>2024-W27</td>
 					<td>Emblas Saga</td>
 					<td>Brothers of Metal</td>
 					<td>Favorite track: <b>Weaver of Fate</b></td>
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 					<td>2024-W28</td>
 					<td>Lucky</td>
 					<td>Melissa Etheridge</td>
 					<td></td>
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 					<td>2024-W29</td>
 					<td>All We Know Of Heaven, All We Need Of Hell</td>
 					<td>PVRIS</td>
 					<td>Favorite track: <b>Separate</b></td>
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 					<td>2024-W30</td>
 					<td>Brave and Crazy</td>
 					<td>Melissa Etheridge</td>
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 				<p>Online companies have <em>always</em> <a href="https://web.archive.org/web/20220530225503/https://www.cnet.com/tech/services-and-software/ftc-geocities-settle-on-privacy/">sold your data</a>. The Internet has <em>always</em> been <a href="https://web.archive.org/web/20220531000621/https://www.cracked.com/article_27141_facebook-second-coming-crappy-1990s-aol.html">a collection</a> of <a href="https://web.archive.org/web/20220531000317/https://dfarq.homeip.net/1990s-aol-competitors/">walled gardens</a>. <a href="https://archive.ph/https://www.wired.com/2010/10/1027hotwired-banner-ads/">Online advertisements</a> have <em>always</em> <a href="https://web.archive.org/web/20220531000146/https://blog.hubspot.com/marketing/history-of-online-advertising">existed in some form</a>. Yes, advertising has gotten worse with its omnipresent tracking, and social media networks are still for the most part non-interoperable, and, well, anyone who's been online in the past decade knows Facebook is practically shorthand at this point for collecting and selling user data. But the world of the online has improved in so many more ways. Most "normies" who've begun to give even a single shit about their privacy know about the Tor Browser and, even if for the infamous YouTube adverts, what a VPN is. <a href="https://letsdecentralize.org">Hosting a website is no longer reliant</a> on having a static IP address and money to purchase a domain, or, if one is using peer-to-peer software like Freenet, even a persistent connection. I can access the same websites on my shitty rural ISP's connecton as someone in an affluent area with Google Fiber or whatever can instead of being constrained to whatever my ISP's walled garden has to offer. Hell, you can talk on the phone and use the Internet <em>at the same time</em>, and it doesn't take several minutes to load a single image! (Well... maybe it does for <em>me</em>, since apparently my brothers have been using so much bandwidth that now our ISP is <em>purposely</em> throttling us.)</p>
 				<p>Having a website is not revolutionary. Making a Geocities-esque landing page that never amounts to being anything other than a placeholder because one got bored with it and abandoned it or a Carrd or Linktree knockoff because one ran out of space for "link in bio" does not help "freedom" or "creativity" at all. A shared hosting company or a VPS provider is not necessarily more freedom-oriented than a social media profile in terms of what can be hosted: <a href="https://web.archive.org/web/20220530233108/https://nypost.com/2021/08/17/twitter-says-taliban-can-stay-on-platform-if-they-obey-rules/">the Taliban is apparently allowed on Twitter</a> if they follow the site rules, but <a href="https://web.archive.org/web/20220530233440/https://www.nbcnews.com/tech/tech-news/taliban-websites-go-offline-broader-tech-crackdown-rcna1735">several of their websites have been shut down</a>. Some Twitter account somewhere making <a href="https://archive.ph/Sh5pQ">beautiful art</a> <!-- https://nitter.pussthecat.org/Lynncholy/status/991307493388234752 -->
 despite the stifling corporate interface they have to use to interact with the site (and even that drawback is mitigated via third-party apps and interfaces) is doing far more to make the Internet a beautiful and fun place than some half-baked cookie-cutter manifesto written by a person who apparently <em>just</em> discovered that their browser can go to websites other than those operated by GAFAM.</p>
-				<p>There is no need to "revive" the web. It never went away. It never stopped growing. There have always been personal websites and people living outside the zeitgeist of whatever social media site happens to be the most fashionable at the moment. If you're going to proclaim yourself the vanguard of the "internet revolution" or whatever, then act like a leader and lead by example. Put down the savior complex and <a href="../february/SHUTUP.html">make something worth spending bandwidth on</a>.</p>
+				<p>There is no need to "revive" the web. It never went away. It never stopped growing. There have always been personal websites and people living outside the zeitgeist of whatever social media site happens to be the most fashionable at the moment. If you're going to proclaim yourself the vanguard of the "internet revolution" or whatever, then act like a leader and lead by example. Put down the savior complex and <a href="../02/SHUTUP.html">make something worth spending bandwidth on</a>.</p>
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 				<p>If that's too verbose for you, read this draft of the above I scrawled down in the park one day:</p>
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 				<p>To counteract this, I've taken it upon myself to singlehandedly populate the <code>o/STEM</code> board of Ovarit with basic tech tutorials and what I feel are the actually good submissions on Hacker News. ("Good" excluding upwards of 99% of the content there, as Hacker News is basically "the tech startup advertising spam website", but that's a complaint for another day.) I don't feel it's productive to yell at random strangers, "What do you mean, you're not running FreeBSD with full-disk encryption and only FOSS software? <em>Clearly</em> you're using your computer wrong!" like how imageboard users like to sling shit at each other over ideological purity in their computing. I don't think the women of Ovarit are stupid. We just have different priorities and interests and hobbies. I chose tech. They chose something else. As the British like to say, "simple as."</p>
-				<p>So, keeping in mind that not everybody has the same level of technological knowledge of me (an autistic person having a <a href="https://web.archive.org/web/20221006030338/https://dana.org/article/developing-a-theory-of-mind/">working theory of mind</a>? <em>SHOCKING!!</em>) I set the following constraints when assessing what this "female-only internet" I thought about <a href="../august/separatism-redux.html">a few posts ago</a> would look like:</p>
+				<p>So, keeping in mind that not everybody has the same level of technological knowledge of me (an autistic person having a <a href="https://web.archive.org/web/20221006030338/https://dana.org/article/developing-a-theory-of-mind/">working theory of mind</a>? <em>SHOCKING!!</em>) I set the following constraints when assessing what this "female-only internet" I thought about <a href="../08/separatism-redux.html">a few posts ago</a> would look like:</p>
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 					<li>The software <em>must</em> already exist, because although I can write a mean Bash script and my knowledge of Python is passable, I don't trust myself to write anything that could potentially be the difference between life and death for someone.</li>
 					<li>The software <em>must</em> be available for Windows, and Android if possible, because it's not fair of me to expect the theoretical users of this network to learn how to use Linux or ditch their phones to be stuck at a computer for all communications or learn how to compile a program from source.</li>
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 				<h2>Recap</h2>
-				<p><a href="../../2022/august/urbit.html">I wrote a post about Urbit before</a>, so I don't feel like rehashing the entire intro for what is essentially just an update post, but in case you're too lazy to read it, here's a reminder: Urbit is <a href="https://web.archive.org/web/20230921194025/https://wejn.org/2021/02/urbit-good-bad-insane/">a single-threaded interpreter for webapps that claims to be peer-to-peer</a> but in practice can't connect to other peers half of the time <em>and also</em> falls over if you don't have stable DNS or IPv4 connectivity:</p>
+				<p><a href="../../2022/08/urbit.html">I wrote a post about Urbit before</a>, so I don't feel like rehashing the entire intro for what is essentially just an update post, but in case you're too lazy to read it, here's a reminder: Urbit is <a href="https://web.archive.org/web/20230921194025/https://wejn.org/2021/02/urbit-good-bad-insane/">a single-threaded interpreter for webapps that claims to be peer-to-peer</a> but in practice can't connect to other peers half of the time <em>and also</em> falls over if you don't have stable DNS or IPv4 connectivity:</p>
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 				<blockquote>The strategic aim of these hierarchal constructions of history is to displace truth, and the invention of a glorious past includes the erasure of inconvenient realities. While fascist politics fetishizes the past, <strong>it is never the <em>actual</em> past that is fetishized.</strong></blockquote>
 				<p>Since we have established that the Internet was never decentralized, the manifestos that push such an idea we can now interpret as not being concerned with the <em>actual</em> truth and how to deal with it but instead with invoking a particular emotional response.</p>
 				<p>But if fascists are preoccupied with the supposed "invasion" of minorities into their countries, then who serves the purpose of the "invaders" in the "smol web" mythic past? Most manifestos pin the blame on, as stated in point two, the corporations that captured the people who came online around the time that personal phones became useful for Internet browsing. (Many an "Eternal September" comparison has been misused.) Unshackled from the previous requirements of being at home and sitting down at one's computer, or even <em>having</em> a computer, many multitudes of people were suddenly granted the ability to surf the information highway whenever they wanted (or could get signal, anyway). But since the small form factor of phones, even the 2012-era BlackBerries with physical keyboards, aren't conducive for writing HTML and don't have the battery life or stable IP address to host a website (even nowadays, and certainly not back then), the new Internet users were drawn to the newfangled social media sites that allowed them to publish words without having to learn a single line of code or pay a single cent.</p>
-				<p>Some would go on to learn HTML and take pride in making a website they could show off to their friends and family (I should know, as I was very proud in my pre-adolescent days to have done so) but <a href="../../2023/august/interview.html">most had higher priorities, more pressing issues, in their life</a>. And so for their purposes Twitter and Facebook were enough. And regardless if they stayed on Twitter or Facebook or tried a different social media platform, every new user increased the value of said platform, drawing in advertisers and making it harder for others to leave because of the loss of one's social graph that leaving would entail. Every fly caught makes the spider's web stickier.</p>
+				<p>Some would go on to learn HTML and take pride in making a website they could show off to their friends and family (I should know, as I was very proud in my pre-adolescent days to have done so) but <a href="../../2023/08/interview.html">most had higher priorities, more pressing issues, in their life</a>. And so for their purposes Twitter and Facebook were enough. And regardless if they stayed on Twitter or Facebook or tried a different social media platform, every new user increased the value of said platform, drawing in advertisers and making it harder for others to leave because of the loss of one's social graph that leaving would entail. Every fly caught makes the spider's web stickier.</p>
 				<p><strong>In the eyes of these people for whom the Internet was new and shiny, if not for social media, they would not have been able to publish on the Internet <em>at all</em>.</strong> And so it still is today. You have only to look at the fanart community for your favorite video game, particularly its more terminally online users, and watch them every time Elon Musk contemplates ruining Twitter further: they <em>know</em> they can make a personal website to showcase their work, but they also know that that means forgoing the algorithms and channels that led to people discovering their work in the first place. And posting to one's site and only using Twitter as a means of notification for new content, to them, just seems like extra work with no reward.</p>
 				<p>And in the eyes of most of the people who write these manifestos, they would prefer that these social media sites ceased to exist <em>at all</em>. They would prefer that all these millions, soon to be billions, of voices be silenced to sate their concept of technological purity. That is not to say that social media is a <em>good</em> thing, merely that, if the two options <em>in the minds of the non-technologically-minded</em> are to be</p>
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 				<h1>Your only sin was caring too much</h1>
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 				<p>I have to write this quick and rough before the extra-strength melatonin takes effect and I conk out for the night: most days nowadays are good, and I am happy to be alive.</p>
 				<p>I've tried to write this post many times, but every time I start, I almost immediately decide that it's not worth it and I close my text editor. Maybe because it feels hypocritical: <a href="../../2022/02/SHUTUP.html">I've taken quite a dislike to the "smol web"'s constant bikeshedding over the banalities of the author's personal life</a>, and I don't want to take up the precious time of my readers whining about things they can't control when they could be doing something to improve their own lives. Which is what I've been doing, slowly and then with more force, since I finally moved out of my parents' house last summer: I've been spending more time in nature and biking around town (I'm still trying to map all the Little Free Libraries) and I even got up the nerve to join the local library board.</p>
 				<p>That's right: I plunked down my $10 membership fee and got to hear <em>all</em> the upcoming changes the library was planning to make! And I even got to <em>vote</em> on them! And I went home afterwards, as it was quite late by the time the meeting adjourned, and I curled up on my bed and cried. For so long I'd been used to being iced out, if not immediately rejected, by whatever communities I'd try to join online. But I've been in this small town for almost a decade now, and most of the librarians know me by name, and for that night I was a <em>valued</em> member on equal footing with all of them and with every other member there.</p>
 				<p>And on many nights I have to resist the urge to break out into tears again. Not of sorrow, but of relief: I kept my promise to Luce; I got a steady job and I got to move out and now I get to live a life self-sovereign and free. I mean, it's not a feminagorist paradise, but the only things stopping me from going where I want to go and doing what I want to do are the stoplights along the highways and Main Street and the scheduled times each business is open. Not having a car doesn't impede me in the slightest; working from home eliminates the need for a commute, and everywhere else is accessible by bike.</p>
 				<p>The only things I miss are Independence Park and the library in the town where I used to live. But my life is a contradiction: back there, I had access to all the sprawling fruits befitting a Twin Cities suburb, but I felt constrained, crushed, trimmed like a bonsai tree; here, where you can drive from one end of the town to the other in the space of a pop song and the library rarely has any poetry that isn't public domain, I feel expansive, free, full of every emotion my family's hereditary depression threatens to deny me.</p>
 				<p>I turn to my wife and I thank her for her change of plans. I thank her for making sure I am alive to experience this moment where my heart is full of joy and gratitude. I feel at peace.</p>
 				<p>I lean out from my bedroom window, having finally discovered how to pop the bug screen out from the window frame. Just like in that old suburb, the sounds of the highway sing a furtive lullaby made of gasoline, although both there and here buildings block most of the glittering headlights. The librarians, my work supervisors (all women!), my friends - I carry them all in my heart wherever I go, and instead of dragging me down I feel the lightest I ever have in my life.</p>
 				<p>The troubles and wars of the alt-tech communities online seem so remote and trivial from this vantage point. Linux is dying? I burn a few Debian DVDs and go on my way. The Internet is dying? Well, the ACP is over with, but my connection will remain strong so long as I pay for it on time. Free speech is dying? <a href="../../2022/08/kiwi.html">Kiwi Farms</a> still stubbornly remains, and I've been writing under the banner of MayVaneDay for nine years now with no intention of stopping. My anxiety tells me that I'm going to be fired at any moment, and then my supervisor pulls me into a Zoom meeting for my yearly review and tells me that I'm nearly perfect. My only flaw, the only thing left to improve, is not taking so seriously the weekly feedback everyone gets. She reminds me that she is not out to get me, that she does <em>not</em> fire people unless they outright <em>refuse</em> to do their jobs properly, that the feedback is so I can get better. She reminds me that she is beyond grateful to have me on her team and that I will have a job for as long as I want one.</p>
 				<p>My only sin, in childhood and adolescence, in my failure to thrive and my newfound fervor for life, is caring too much.</p>
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 				<h1>"Vane, how do you write your books?"</h1>
 				<p>published: 2024-07-07</p>
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 					<li>With my fingers. Typing tests average me between 85 to 100 words per minute, although this is obviously also dependent on the keyboard I am using, my mental status, and if I am re-typing provided material (like in the tests) or writing works fresh from my brain.</li>
 					<li>On Android I use <a href="https://web.archive.org/web/20240707130456/https://f-droid.org/en/packages/net.gsantner.markor/">Markor</a> as it supports both Markdown and plain text without throwing a tantrum about file extensions and its wide range of features that come built-in. On Linux I use Nano as it gets out of my way. My <code>nano</code> command is aliased to <code>nano -ULSmix --softwrap</code> to keep the text area fullscreen and enable softwrapping, so long lines appear to go over multiple lines instead of having the overflowing characters be hidden by the edge of the screen. I despise hard wrapping and, after leaving the Gopher community at large (which practically demands it) sometime in 2020, I will never use it again.</li>
 					<li>I keep a folder full of text files, one per chapter or poem, and add to it over the course of several months until I feel it is sufficiently heavy. The "one file per part" strategy means I don't have to worry about sync conflicts from writing on multiple devices that are not always online at the same time to check in with each other through Syncthing. It does mean, if the parts of the book I am working on need to be in a specific order, I have to keep mental track of what number I am on to avoid nasty entanglements later.</li>
 					<li>The majority of the writing I do takes place on my Onyx Boox Tab Ultra C, which is a mouthful to say that I use an Android tablet with an e-ink screen that is disconnected from the Internet most of the time. It lasts several weeks on a single charge, especially if I am working outside in bright sunlight and I can keep the backlight off. It is small enough to fit in my miniature backpack and large enough that the keyboard is comfortable to type on and I can prop it up in my lap without having to find another flat surface to place it on top of. Before you email me to admonish me for spending so recklessly in the face of low income: I got it used off eBay for a steep discount. It is in excellent condition, although I suppose the screen could use a good cleaning. Blog posts, if I anticipate they will require any amount of online research, must wait until my full-size ThinkPad is available as Android is still not very comfortable for multitasking. But this post is not about writing posts, and anyways I am not frequently in the mood anymore to complain about things online.</li>
 					<li>For the books, once they get sufficiently heavy, <a href="../../2023/12/typesetting.html">I compile them using Calibre and its <code>.epub</code> editor.</a> Poetry I copy-paste each individual file where I want it and manually convert to HTML one at a time. Long-form prose I run through <code>smu</code> or another Markdown-to-HTML converter to do the heavy lifting for me before I throw the resulting files into the Calibre book editor.</li>
 					<li>It is a simple requirement of my personality. <strong>There is no Vane who does not write.</strong> Take away my digital typewriters and I will write on my phone; take away my phone and I will sneak onto the nearest computer in the middle of the night; lock me away from the rest of the world and I will fill up every notebook; take away all paper and I will cover my skin with scrawlings. When all else has been taken from me, my writing remains. I have survived every punishment, every admonishment, every termination doled out for my words. <a href="../../../2024_books.html">To quote Susan Sontag</a>, emphasis mine, from <em>Under the Sign of Saturn</em>:</li>
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 				<blockquote>It is characteristic of the Saturnine temperament to blame its undertow of inwardness on the will. Convinced that the will is weak, the melancholic may make extravagant efforts to develop it. If these efforts are successful, the resulting hypertrophy of will usually takes the form of a compulsive devotion to work. Thus Baudelaire, who suffered constantly from "acedia, the malady of monks," ended many letters and his Intimate Journals with the most impassioned pledges to work more, to work uninterruptedly, to do nothing but work. (Despair over "every defeat of the will" - Baudelaire's phrase again - is a characteristic complaint of modern artists and intellectuals, particularly of those who are both.) <strong>One is condemned to work; otherwise, one might not do anything at all.</strong></blockquote>
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 			<h2>2024</h2>
 			<ul>
 				<li>July 7 - <a href="./2024/07/how.html">"Vane, how do you write your books?"</a></li>
 				<li>May 1 - <a href="./2024/05/sin.html">Your only sin was caring too much</a></li>
 				<li>April 1 - <a href="./2024/04/mnlink.html">The RIAA HATES her! Local Minnesotan uses tax dollars to get music FOR FREE!</a></li>
 				<li>March 1 - <a href="./2024/03/web-aint-dead.html">The web never died</a></li>
 				<li>February 1 - <a href="./2024/02/diamond.html">Adamantium Hands</a></li>
-				<li>January 2 - <a href="./2024/january/web3-4.html">There's nothing "unstoppable" about these "domains"</a></li>
+				<li>January 2 - <a href="./2024/01/web3-4.html">There's nothing "unstoppable" about these "domains"</a></li>
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 			<h2>2023</h2>
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-				<li>December 1 - <a href="./2023/december/typesetting.html">How I typeset my books</a></li>
+				<li>December 1 - <a href="./2023/12/typesetting.html">How I typeset my books</a></li>
 				<li>November 1 - <a href="./2023/november/foodshelf.html">I'm alive, and I'd like you to feed me something other than cans of peas</a></li>
 				<li>October 1 - <a href="./2023/october/urbit2.html">Urbit is still basically just a broken computer simulator</a></li>
 				<li>September 1 - <a href="./2023/september/koreader.html">Workaround for external keyboards to make special characters in KOReader</a></li>
-				<li>August 10 - <a href="./2023/august/interview.html">Every damn day I get emails</a></li>
+				<li>August 10 - <a href="./2023/08/interview.html">Every damn day I get emails</a></li>
 				<li>July 1 - <a href="./2023/july/FULL_TOR.html">It's never been a better time to dive into Tor</a></li>
 				<li>June 1 - <a href="./2023/june/torward.html">Look Torward, Young Vane</a></li>
 				<li>May 1 - <a href="./2023/may/web3-3.html">Broke Dumbass Attempts To Web3 Once More</a></li>
-				<li>April 1 - <a href="./2023/april/LiveUSB.html">I spent a week using Tails as my only operating system</a></li>
+				<li>April 1 - <a href="./2023/04/LiveUSB.html">I spent a week using Tails as my only operating system</a></li>
 				<li>March 1 - <a href="./2023/march/theatrhythm.html">THEATRHYTHM FINAL BAR LINE has kinda grown on me</a></li>
 				<li>February 1 - <a href="./2023/february/utopia.html">I installed Utopia so you don't have to</a></li>
 				<li>January 1 - <a href="./2023/january/UterusPin.html">Uterus Pin Perler Bead Pattern</a></li>
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 				<li>September 15 - <a href="./2022/september/browsers.html">Fellas, Is It Fascist To Block Suspicious Web Traffic?</a></li>
 				<li>September 13 - <a href="./2022/september/boox.html">A week with the Onyx Boox Note Air</a></li>
 				<li>September 4 - <a href="./2022/september/gamutto.html">A Very Long String Of Gamutto Moments</a></li>
-				<li>August 28 - <a href="./2022/august/kiwi.html">The death of Kiwi Farms doesn't mean the end of free speech</a></li>
+				<li>August 28 - <a href="./2022/08/kiwi.html">The death of Kiwi Farms doesn't mean the end of free speech</a></li>
-				<li>August 17 - <a href="./2022/august/beres.html">I uninstalled my RSS feed reader</a></li>
+				<li>August 17 - <a href="./2022/08/beres.html">I uninstalled my RSS feed reader</a></li>
-				<li>August 6 - <a href="./2022/august/urbit.html">Urbit is still basically just a glorified chatroom</a></li>
+				<li>August 6 - <a href="./2022/08/urbit.html">Urbit is still basically just a glorified chatroom</a></li>
-				<li>August 1 - <a href="./2022/august/separatism-redux.html">Separatism: Redux</a></li>
+				<li>August 1 - <a href="./2022/08/separatism-redux.html">Separatism: Redux</a></li>
 				<li>July 11 - <a href="./2022/july/android_darknet.html">The state of darknet access on Android</a></li>
 				<li>July 7 - <a href="./2022/july/web3.html">Broke Dumbass Attempts To Web3</a></li>
 				<li>June 16 - <a href="./2022/june/mistakes.html">I Love Deleting Things, Actually</a></li>
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 				<li>May 9 - <a href="./2022/may/divide.html">State of the Divide</a></li>
 				<li>April 11 - <a href="./2022/april/blood.html">Rivers of Blood</a></li>
 				<li>March 14 - <a href="./2022/march/digital-immortality.html">The quest for digital immortality</a></li>
-				<li>February 27 - <a href="./2022/february/spanish.html">Seven Spanish verbs to make your future-wife cry with</a></li>
+				<li>February 27 - <a href="./2022/02/spanish.html">Seven Spanish verbs to make your future-wife cry with</a></li>
-				<li>February 19 - <a href="./2022/february/SHUTUP.html">SHUT UP AND MAKE SOMETHING</a></li>
+				<li>February 19 - <a href="./2022/02/SHUTUP.html">SHUT UP AND MAKE SOMETHING</a></li>
 				<li>January 30 - <a href="./2022/january/sappho.html">Sappho Was A Right-On Woman</a></li>
 				<li>January 10 - <a href="./2022/january/vow2.html">Vow II</a></li>
 				<li>January 6 - <a href="./2022/january/pendulum.html">I don't trust technomancy</a></li>
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 => mm_tac.epub	Mori's Mirror and The Adoration Corporation (2022)
 => h.epub	Hydra (2021)
 => mm_tpf.epub	Mori's Mirror and The Poetry Factory (2021)
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 => is.epub	In Separation (2020)
 => tvsc.epub	The Viridian Shipping Company (2019)
 => tdom.epub	The Duality Of Mankind (2018)
 => lw.epub	Living Wasteland (2019)
 => mby.epub	Me Before You (2018)
 => twlf.epub	The White Line Fever (2017)
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-=> nex://yggdrasil.mayvane.day	Nex (Yggdrasil)
+
-=> spartan://sabladem4rxv5p34qcpz6sxitmftvmzmlzi4cjmmh5a3phcvdi3k2wad.onion:3000	Spartan (Tor)
+## I2P
-=> spartan://yggdrasil.mayvane.day	Spartan (Yggdrasil)
+=> http://zli2qsg54w7y42vgw4xxlnj4nktcpg7xp33yjxkp33sjafvznbwa.b32.i2p	HTTP
 ## Yggdrasil
 => http://yggdrasil.mayvane.day	HTTP
 => nex://yggdrasil.mayvane.day	Nex
 => spartan://yggdrasil.mayvane.day	Spartan
 => scroll://yggdrasil.mayvane.day	Scroll
 ## Other
 => http://127.0.0.1:8888/USK@Up0ipQCQjyY2PaGofU-P63kJMb54E0~2xZiUnyxPypM,rGmJhPDVou6DwS6Eh23sZ93hVbDaA6v4D5l3vWsN-oY,AQACAAE/mayvaneday/-1/	Freenet
 => ipns://mayvaneday.org	IPFS
 => scroll://faris.mayvane.day	Scroll
--- a/index.gmi.abstract
+++ b/index.gmi.abstract
@ -0,0 +1,4 @@
 # Welcome to MayVaneDay Studios!
 Language: en
 Author: Vane Vander
--- a/index.html
+++ b/index.html
@ -54,9 +54,7 @@
 		<div class="box">
 			<h3>Announcement Box</h3>
 			<ul>
-				<li><b>2024-04-10</b>: I've changed the way URLs are structured for blog posts. The new system will be in effect going forward and slowly be applied to old posts. If you link to one of my posts from elsewhere and you now get a 404, that's why.</li>
+				<li><b>2024-07-23</b>: I have located an old backup I had forgotten about that contained the <code>xanthexikes</code> Tor keys for Let's Decentralize. That onion should be working again. I will keep both up for convenience.</li>
 				<li><b>2024-04-03</b>: The address for this website's Tor hidden service has changed! I still have access to the <code>meynethaffeecaps</code> keys; I just needed a change. See below and <a href="./identity/index.html"><code>/identity/</code></a> for the new address.</li>
 				<li><b>2024-04-02</b>: One joins her local library board and suddenly finds all the current bikeshedding about Gemini/ZeroNet/Linux others are doing deeply embarrassing and transient. Curious!</li>
 			</ul>
 		</div>
 		<hr>
--- a/index.scroll
+++ b/index.scroll
@ -0,0 +1 @@
 index.gmi
--- a/index.scroll.abstract
+++ b/index.scroll.abstract
@ -0,0 +1 @@
 index.gmi.abstract
--- a/poetry/a/alte.txt
+++ b/poetry/a/alte.txt
@ -0,0 +1,33 @@
 Alte
 2024-04-23
 ***
 So long, my old computer.
 We hardly knew each other,
 and those that we shared were some of the worst of my days.
 While you were in my grasp
 I somehow managed to lose track
 of my sense of self,
 sell
 it to a stranger
 who first felt my chaotic blood, Judas, prime betrayer.
 Goodbye, you old piece of shit,
 even though you were the newest
 apart from my desktop that I bought in hopes of work.
 Funny how the decade-old
 laptops bitter, short, and slow
 have lasted longer than you did despite bearing far more hurt.
 I'll have to spend a few days just to bleed
 from the ego pain
 of knowing a way
 to repair is out of reach.
 Rest in piss
 in the salvage bin
 or the back of my closet, never used again.
 ***
 CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (c) Vane Vander
--- a/poetry/f/from_fiction.txt
+++ b/poetry/f/from_fiction.txt
@ -0,0 +1,161 @@
 From Fiction
 2024-06-04
 ***
 Fictionkin: the
 identity
 that you can at least partially
 trace your roots, your origin,
 to a piece of fiction.
 Whether
 as a character
 or a place or general vibe,
 you were born
 in foreign clime
 (or maybe here but other time)
 with story that takes place elsewhere.
 For some, the explanation
 of how this came to be
 is spiritual: reincarnation,
 or a split soul, separating
 twins, or some other convoluted
 explanation
 that I haven't
 the words to account for.
 For others, the origin
 of this phenomenon is
 psychological;
 the brain
 is great
 at contorting itself
 into maddened shapes
 for the sake
 of survival,
 and sometimes this means
 self-convincing
 that the person on the screen
 or described in novel's prose
 is the truest
 expression
 of the observer that one knows.
 Having known
 the mania of both,
 I must record the following observations.
 Please do not think me
 some hateful entity
 worth of being
 erased from posterity
 or harassed into silence:
 these are not an outsider's
 uninformed jabs meant to hurt;
 all that I am about
 to recount
 is from my own experience.
 One of the biggest signifiers
 of if a kin
 is legitimate
 is the presence of memories
 that cannot be explained by prior
 knowledge of the source material.
 B-plots discarded; other characters
 that would have made logical sense
 to paper over a plot hole
 but were erased, sometimes with remnants
 like a stray clip of audio
 or a model left untextured;
 an explanation of what came before;
 knowing what happens after fall the credits.
 Secondarily,
 even without exact memories,
 a sense of familiarity
 with the story's setting.
 Like how, even though
 I moved out of Forever Home
 almost a solid decade ago
 and of the changes made since I will never know,
 when the plot of my dreams call for a dwelling
 that floor plan is the first to volunteer.
 There is a man I'll call Anchorite
 (although you can most likely guess
 his true name if you're reading this
 at the end of May's hiatus)
 and for a solid two weeks he was *me*, he was *my* life.
 I hued my nails, I bought hair dye,
 I even tried to exorcise
 the belly fat
 that sought to pad
 my organs from the world outside.
 But through all this, though I could point
 to a thousand different things
 we held in common, what I always lacked
 were his memories.
 Can an individual form an identity
 when removed from their surroundings
 and of their memories made bereft?
 You know, we bonded through a game
 that asks that question in great depth,
 and the conclusion that I drew
 is that, when all traits
 have been drained,
 all that remains
 is the costume.
 All that, after all, I have is
 an image frozen, static.
 Unless the damned character dies,
 I get no closure,
 no knowledge
 of how
 played out
 the rest of their life.
 Just a snapshot of how they were.
 They stay the same
 in narrative loop
 allowing me to change.
 I wonder
 how others
 handle
 sequels.
 If having remembered, under assumption
 that what we held canon
 was all we ever would,
 the remainder of a life untransmitted.
 To chain one's deepest sense of self
 to the whims of a corporation.
 If the universe is infinite,
 I suppose that'd leave room to interpret
 canon in a different
 way.
 I should know, as Lethe Beltane.
 What I have as Lethe
 that I never had as Anchorite
 or any other
 characters
 whose "brainworms" wrapped me tight
 is that sense of continuity,
 the feeling
 that the story
 is happening *now*
 and not something I need to measure myself against: found
 wanting
 in every category,
 as yet the world's worst cosplay.
 There is no "out-of-character":
 who I am is me, is her.
 No fear of discontinuity.
 I am my own future.
 ***
 CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (c) Vane Vander
--- a/poetry/index.gmi
+++ b/poetry/index.gmi
@ -15,6 +15,7 @@
 => a/abortion1.txt	Abortion I
 => a/abortion2.txt	Abortion II
 => a/abortion3.txt	Abortion III
 => a/alte.txt	Alte
 ## B
 => b/better-version.txt	Better Version
@ -58,6 +59,7 @@
 => f/flickering.txt	Flickering Out
 => f/forgesitaj-memoroj.txt	forgesitaj memoroj
 => f/forgive-me-marcel.txt	forgive me, Marcel
 => f/from_fiction.txt	From Fiction
 ## G
 => g/gemini.txt	Gemini
@ -101,7 +103,8 @@
 => l/library1.txt	Library Prompt I
 => l/library2.txt	Library Prompt II
 => l/library3.txt	Library Prompt III
-> l/library4.txt	Library Prompt IV
+=> l/library4.txt	Library Prompt IV
 => l/library5.txt	Library Prompt V
 ## M
 => m/melia.txt	Melia
@ -180,6 +183,7 @@
 => t/treatise.txt	A Treatise between Koriel and Solstice
 => t/twenty-one.txt	Twenty-One
 => t/two-two.txt	Two Two
 => t/twin_prisoner_dilemma.txt	Twin Prisoner Dilemma (Retrospective)
 ## U
 => u/under-my-fingernails.txt	Under My Fingernails
--- a/poetry/index.gph
+++ b/poetry/index.gph
@ -16,6 +16,7 @@ iA
 0Abortion I	a/abortion1.txt
 0Abortion II	a/abortion2.txt
 0Abortion III	a/abortion3.txt
 0Alte	a/alte.txt
 iB	
 0Birdgazing	b/birdgazing.txt
@ -59,6 +60,7 @@ iF
 0Flickering Out	f/flickering.txt
 0forgesitaj memoroj	f/forgesitaj-memoroj.txt
 0forgive me, Marcel	f/forgive-me-marcel.txt
 0From Fiction	f/from_fiction.txt
 iG	
 0Gemini	g/gemini.txt
@ -103,6 +105,7 @@ iL
 0Library Prompt II	l/library2.txt
 0Library Prompt III	l/library3.txt
 0Library Prompt IV	l/library4.txt
 0Library Prompt V	l/library5.txt
 iM	
 0Melia	m/melia.txt
@ -181,6 +184,7 @@ iT
 0A Treatise between Koriel and Solstice	t/treatise.txt
 0Twenty-One	t/twenty-one.txt
 0Two Two	t/two-two.txt
 0Twin Prisoner Dilemma (Retrospective)	t/twin_prisoner_dilemma.txt
 iU	
 0Under My Fingernails	u/under-my-fingernails.txt
--- a/poetry/index.html
+++ b/poetry/index.html
@ -36,6 +36,7 @@
 	│   ├── <a href="./a/agloe.txt">agloe.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./a/airborne.txt">airborne.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./a/algingu.txt">algingu.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./a/alte.txt">alte.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./a/aria_houndz_it.txt">aria_houndz_it.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./a/a-royal-color.txt">a-royal-color.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./a/arrhythmia.txt">arrhythmia.txt</a><br>
@ -79,7 +80,8 @@
 	│   ├── <a href="./f/firebrand.txt">firebrand.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./f/flickering.txt">flickering.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./f/forgesitaj-memoroj.txt">forgesitaj-memoroj.txt</a><br>
-	│   └── <a href="./f/forgive-me-marcel.txt">forgive-me-marcel.txt</a><br>
+	│   ├── <a href="./f/forgive-me-marcel.txt">forgive-me-marcel.txt</a><br>
 	│   └── <a href="./f/from_fiction.txt">from_fiction.txt</a><br>
 	├── <a href="./g/">g</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./g/garden-gym.txt">garden-gym.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./g/gaze_rank.txt">gaze_rank.txt</a><br>
@ -118,6 +120,7 @@
 	│   ├── <a href="./l/library2.txt">library2.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./l/library3.txt">library3.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./l/library4.txt">library4.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./l/library5.txt">library5.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./l/lovesmenot.txt">lovesmenot.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./l/lumo-en-vivo.txt">lumo-en-vivo.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./l/luna2.txt">luna2.txt</a><br>
@ -193,6 +196,7 @@
 	│   ├── <a href="./t/to-velouria.txt">to-velouria.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./t/treatise.txt">treatise.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./t/twenty-one.txt">twenty-one.txt</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./t/twin_prisoner_dilemma.txt">twin_prisoner_dilemma.txt</a><br>
 	│   └── <a href="./t/two-two.txt">two-two.txt</a><br>
 	├── <a href="./u/">u</a><br>
 	│   ├── <a href="./u/uncharming.txt">uncharming.txt</a><br>
@ -214,7 +218,7 @@
 	&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; └── <a href="./z/zircons_beacon.txt">zircons_beacon.txt</a><br>
 <br><br><p>
-25 directories, 162 files
+25 directories, 166 files
 </p>
 	<hr>
--- a/poetry/l/library5.txt
+++ b/poetry/l/library5.txt
@ -0,0 +1,24 @@
 Library Prompt V
 2024-04-22
 ***
 Under occlusive skies better left unnamed
 I toss and turn in bed, wracked with the pain
 of reminder that elsewhere in the state
 someone still towards me holds illest will,
 thinks less of their memory of me
 than perfection's divinity.
 I try
 to remind
 myself less as a salve
 than a desperate attempt to keep myself calm:
 the body takes seven years to recycle its cells,
 meaning no part of me experienced their hell
 and for what I did am no longer responsible;
 when I left, I made the cleanest break possible,
 and if they haven't changed that yet I doubt they ever will.
 ***
 CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (c) Vane Vander
--- a/poetry/t/twin_prisoner_dilemma.txt
+++ b/poetry/t/twin_prisoner_dilemma.txt
@ -0,0 +1,50 @@
 Twin Prisoner Dilemma (Retrospective)
 2024-04-24
 ***
 Viridi Bush, I wanna know
 what it's like under the snow,
 bark from dog's teeth half-ripped
 and surrounded by smeared shit
 and locked inside a haphazard cage
 until the very end of your days.
 Father tried to kill us both
 multiple times, or at least stunt our growth
 to keep us contained and manageable,
 and yet we've both managed to hold
 on just barely,
 to keep growing
 even if pitiful and slowly.
 I want to know if you recall
 the days before Father put up the walls
 around that section of the backyard
 to keep the dogs from running far,
 the days where I'd sit under a tree
 and spend the whole afternoon reading
 without so much as a care in the world.
 Now two steps make me want to hurl
 from the stench of piled-up feces,
 and I can't escape without alerting
 my mother by the sound of the garage
 that does not soon follow Father's entourage.
 I'd throw myself in harm's way for you, you know,
 if Father ever decided to reduce your existence to a hole.
 "This bush means too much to me to let
 you tear it down. I'd look out my bedroom window
 whenever caught in suicidal ideation's throes
 and think to myself, if *you* cut it down and yet it survived death,
 chose to survive
 and grow back and thrive,
 then maybe I,
 with hands and feet to crawl out of hell,
 can figure out a way to keep living as well."
 I wish I could take you along
 when I fulfill my promise to Luce and abscond
 from this sad place with my life and my works.
 Promise me I'll remain in your memories.
 I'll replant you in Sablade once Father has us both burned.
 ***
 CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (c) Vane Vander
--- a/style.css
+++ b/style.css
@ -1,6 +1,6 @@
 <!--
-/* "Bartz" for Layout V4 */
+/* "Kuja" for Layout V4 */
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@ -11,22 +11,6 @@
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 	src: url('./css/fonts/luculentbi.woff');
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@font-face {
 	font-family: 'LuculentRegular';
 	src: url('./css/fonts/luculent.woff');
@ -35,7 +19,7 @@
 }
 body {
-	background-color: #cfaf6a;
+	background-color: #444f7c;
 	font-family: 'LuculentRegular', monospace;
 	color: #FFFFFF;
 	max-width:900px;
@ -90,7 +74,7 @@ hr {
 }
 b, strong {
-	color: #1b8d0e;
+	color: #eccb86;
 	font-family: 'LuculentBold', monospace;
 }
@ -99,7 +83,7 @@ code {
 }
 i, em {
-	color: #007ef7;
+	color: #a0a5ab;
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 img.big {
--- a/women.md
+++ b/women.md
@ -2,11 +2,12 @@
 Unfinished, obviously.
-Last updated: 2023-10-18
+Last updated: 2024-06-27
 ## Art
 - [Aphra Behn](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aphra_Behn): one of the first English women to earn her living by her writing
 - [Tina Bell](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tina_Bell): pioneer of the "grunge" music genre, before Nirvana
 - [Lisa Ben](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lisa_Ben): created *Vice Versa*, the first known lesbian publication in North America
 - [Diemoth](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diemoth): 12th-century recluse who transcribed at least forty-five manuscripts; notable for her "beautiful handwriting"
 - [Enheduanna](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Enheduanna): first known poet
 - [Marie de France](https://archive.md/https://www.britannica.com/biography/Marie-de-France): earliest known French woman poet
@ -55,6 +56,7 @@ Last updated: 2023-10-18
 - [Leila Denmark](https://wikipedia.org/wiki/Leila_Denmark): synthesised the first vaccine for pertussis (whooping cough)
 - [Gertrude Elion](https://wikipedia.org/wiki/Gertrude_B._Elion?lang=en): biochemist and Nobel Prize winner instrumental in the creation of the first antiviral drug widely used to fight AIDS
 - [Rosalind Franklin](https://wikipedia.org/wiki/Rosalind_Franklin): discovered the double-helix formation of DNA
 - [Mary-Claire King](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary-Claire_King): discovered the BRCA1 gene and its role in causing breast cancer
 - [Barbara McClintock](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barbara_McClintock): discovered that genes can move between chromosomes
 - [Rita Levi-Montalcini](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rita_Levi-Montalcini): discovered nerve growth factor
 - [Andromachi Papanikolaou](https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andromachi_Papanikolaou): key factor in the development of the pap smear test
@ -72,6 +74,9 @@ Last updated: 2023-10-18
 - [Jocelyn Bell Burnell](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jocelyn_Bell_Burnell): discovered first pulsar
 - [Annie Jump Cannon](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Annie_Jump_Cannon): developed the first stellar classification system; classified almost 400,000 stars
 - [Cecilia Payne-Gaposchkin](https://wikipedia.org/wiki/Cecilia_Payne-Gaposchkin?lang=en): discovered what stars are made out of
 - [Sophie Germain](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sophie_Germain): French mathematician and pioneer of elasticity theory
 - [Fanny Hesse](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fanny_Hesse): critical in the invention of the Petri dish by suggesting to use agar instead of gelatin
 - [Hypatia](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypatia): first female mathematician whose life is "reasonably well recorded"
 - [Mary Jackson](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Jackson_(engineer)): NASA's first Black female engineer
 - [Mae Jemison](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mae_Jemison): first Black woman in space
 - [Katherine Johnson](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Katherine_Johnson): mathematician crucial for the success of the first USA spaceflights
@ -111,4 +116,5 @@ Last updated: 2023-10-18
 - [Martha Gellhorn](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Martha_Gellhorn): journalist and WWII war correspondent; pretended to be a nurse to be the only woman at Normandy on D-Day
 - [Helen Lewis](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Helen_Lewis_(journalist)): journalist and namesake of "Lewis' Law": "the comments on any article about feminism justify feminism"
 - [Elizabeth Magie](https://wikipedia.org/wiki/Lizzie_Maggie): created the progenitor to the *Monopoly* board game
 - [Rose Valland](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rose_Valland): captain in the French military during WWII; saved thousands of works of art from being stolen by the Nazis
 - [Madam C. J. Walker](https://wikipedia.org/wiki/Madam_C._J._Walker?lang=en): entrepreneur and first female self-made millionaire in the USA
Author	SHA1	Message	Date
Lethe Beltane	4a143372df	heartbeat	2024-07-23 08:50:03 -05:00
Lethe Beltane	37df6cc7a9	New post: "Vane, how do you write your books?"	2024-07-07 08:14:43 -05:00
Lethe Beltane	fd10c7ecf2	heartbeat	2024-06-28 10:53:32 -05:00
Lethe Beltane	f8229b4950	heartbeat	2024-06-21 19:18:07 -05:00
Lethe Beltane	527b37c245	New poem: From Fiction	2024-06-04 16:28:06 -05:00
Lethe Beltane	13ddde1b8c	heartbeat	2024-05-22 09:44:06 -05:00
Lethe Beltane	d260aec226	New post: Your only sin was caring too much	2024-04-30 21:57:45 -05:00
Lethe Beltane	cb50304dcf	New poem: Twin Prisoner Dilemma (Retrospective)	2024-04-24 13:15:21 -05:00
Lethe Beltane	635b15d52c	New poem: Alte	2024-04-23 20:45:21 -05:00
Lethe Beltane	2041852883	New poem: Library Prompt V	2024-04-22 20:23:42 -05:00