From 5122b494352fcf21764d06685d51c19a3792bc8e Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Mon, 1 Jan 2024 11:43:08 -0800 Subject: [PATCH 1/6] Add story --- content/stories/_index.md | 7 +++++++ content/stories/the-way-i-work.md | 25 +++++++++++++++++++++++++ layouts/story/single.html | 2 +- 3 files changed, 33 insertions(+), 1 deletion(-) create mode 100644 content/stories/the-way-i-work.md diff --git a/content/stories/_index.md b/content/stories/_index.md index 05015a6..5b0381b 100644 --- a/content/stories/_index.md +++ b/content/stories/_index.md @@ -82,3 +82,10 @@ h2 { Available to download on Itch.io, name your own price — help support writers in our community! *CWs:* transphobia; PTSD and visceral descriptions of panic. + +["The Way I work": May Then My Name — 2324](/stories/the-way-i-work) +: *True Name of [The Lament](https://cohost.org/hamratza)* + + There was no dearth of proxmity with Ioan, but still there was a lack... + + *CWs:* none. diff --git a/content/stories/the-way-i-work.md b/content/stories/the-way-i-work.md new file mode 100644 index 0000000..a56e0bc --- /dev/null +++ b/content/stories/the-way-i-work.md @@ -0,0 +1,25 @@ +--- +title: The Way I Work +author: 'True Name of [The Lament](https://cohost.org/hamratza)' +character: May Then My Name — 2324 +type: story +--- + +There was no dearth of proximity with Ioan. + +May Then My Name did not suffer for a dearth of eir attention, either. The two collaborated each day with the focus of unrecognized starchild and fully-realized chronicler alike; they both were wholly invested in their work, their favorite jobs in the world, but neither in quite the right project or for quite the right reasons. + +What she did lack was touch; touch as Ioan now struggled against. She felt the question in the abstinence of eir posture, hips carefully tucked a ways apart from hers, hands dutifully shoved under an armpit and pillow behind her. She heard the anxiety in eir breath, the jagged tempo of wakefulness only succumbing to the steady rhythm of sleep long after it otherwise might. She smelled the anticipation in eir unclothed body’s odor, an involuntary impulse brought on by eir old and virgin mind. + +Ey was not shy with eir nakedness — for ey slept in only boxers — nor she with hers; her fur rendered comfortable what might otherwise be prurient. But May Then My Name was built to love; even these short few weeks together, even this Bălan who had never taken someone up into eir arms in the night, did not inhibit her inviting interest, her buoyant banter, her solemn sensuality. + +Only some months ago had True Name coaxed her Ioan’s way; this she knew came with baggage. She had long since absolved herself of that work, but she was no less susceptible to her down-tree’s talent than Ioan to hers. That is the finesse of charisma; despite that May Then My Name knew True Name’s intentions were ulterior, she could not deny the value Ioan’s company had to her after so long without, to her work by eir anchoring presence and particular expertise. And, after all, was it really so wrong to fall in love with someone if it also meant that it benefited True Name? Should Ioan and May Then My Name be denied their latent affection for one another only to thwart her? + +So she reached out to em and suggested that they collaborate; she requested that they cohabitate to streamline their work; she asked that ey permit her to share eir bed with em to soothe her restless nerves. She, like any self-respecting Odist, took up as much space in eir life as ey would allow, and perhaps a smidge more, if only to keep em on the backpedal for teasing’s sake. + +It is allowed to want a thing and to work toward that end, she thought one nervous night. + +So there she laid, her back to eir front, a handspan apart from em. She tucked herself bonelessly in a pathetic little ball, turned her muzzle just high enough that she could steal a peek at em without further tilting her head, covered herself with her paws in as unintentional a posture as she could muster, nudged under that blanket she never suggested doubling, coaxed em closer with little sounds of comfort, until at last ey wrapped an arm around her collar and pulled her against eir chest. + +She was nothing if not an actor. + diff --git a/layouts/story/single.html b/layouts/story/single.html index de8db7e..3591043 100644 --- a/layouts/story/single.html +++ b/layouts/story/single.html @@ -2,7 +2,7 @@ {{ define "main" }}

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From 5434a74d255ec5ac2bd92f9df05c66e5242e2c1f Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Mon, 1 Jan 2024 11:55:33 -0800 Subject: [PATCH 2/6] PlainAuthor --- content/stories/the-way-i-work.md | 1 + themes/maddybook | 2 +- 2 files changed, 2 insertions(+), 1 deletion(-) diff --git a/content/stories/the-way-i-work.md b/content/stories/the-way-i-work.md index a56e0bc..d40cac8 100644 --- a/content/stories/the-way-i-work.md +++ b/content/stories/the-way-i-work.md @@ -1,6 +1,7 @@ --- title: The Way I Work author: 'True Name of [The Lament](https://cohost.org/hamratza)' +plainAuthor: 'True Name of The Lament' character: May Then My Name — 2324 type: story --- diff --git a/themes/maddybook b/themes/maddybook index 5036d77..5c21db5 160000 --- a/themes/maddybook +++ b/themes/maddybook @@ -1 +1 @@ -Subproject commit 5036d776bcad06ed0e618c2d8e0897fe74abc221 +Subproject commit 5c21db52055dc284df5f0b4c950d98d7bde4a25b From e9439d7641ebe90a80338aeddafa50b2c5e6ac0f Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Mon, 1 Jan 2024 12:00:37 -0800 Subject: [PATCH 3/6] formatting --- content/stories/the-way-i-work.md | 10 ++++++++-- 1 file changed, 8 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) diff --git a/content/stories/the-way-i-work.md b/content/stories/the-way-i-work.md index d40cac8..28a1a12 100644 --- a/content/stories/the-way-i-work.md +++ b/content/stories/the-way-i-work.md @@ -10,15 +10,21 @@ There was no dearth of proximity with Ioan. May Then My Name did not suffer for a dearth of eir attention, either. The two collaborated each day with the focus of unrecognized starchild and fully-realized chronicler alike; they both were wholly invested in their work, their favorite jobs in the world, but neither in quite the right project or for quite the right reasons. -What she did lack was touch; touch as Ioan now struggled against. She felt the question in the abstinence of eir posture, hips carefully tucked a ways apart from hers, hands dutifully shoved under an armpit and pillow behind her. She heard the anxiety in eir breath, the jagged tempo of wakefulness only succumbing to the steady rhythm of sleep long after it otherwise might. She smelled the anticipation in eir unclothed body’s odor, an involuntary impulse brought on by eir old and virgin mind. +----- + +What she *did* lack was touch; touch as Ioan now struggled against. She felt the question in the abstinence of eir posture, hips carefully tucked a ways apart from hers, hands dutifully shoved under an armpit and pillow behind her. She heard the anxiety in eir breath, the jagged tempo of wakefulness only succumbing to the steady rhythm of sleep long after it otherwise might. She smelled the anticipation in eir unclothed body’s odor, an involuntary impulse brought on by eir old and virgin mind. Ey was not shy with eir nakedness — for ey slept in only boxers — nor she with hers; her fur rendered comfortable what might otherwise be prurient. But May Then My Name was built to love; even these short few weeks together, even this Bălan who had never taken someone up into eir arms in the night, did not inhibit her inviting interest, her buoyant banter, her solemn sensuality. +----- + Only some months ago had True Name coaxed her Ioan’s way; this she knew came with baggage. She had long since absolved herself of that work, but she was no less susceptible to her down-tree’s talent than Ioan to hers. That is the finesse of charisma; despite that May Then My Name knew True Name’s intentions were ulterior, she could not deny the value Ioan’s company had to her after so long without, to her work by eir anchoring presence and particular expertise. And, after all, was it really so wrong to fall in love with someone if it also meant that it benefited True Name? Should Ioan and May Then My Name be denied their latent affection for one another only to thwart her? So she reached out to em and suggested that they collaborate; she requested that they cohabitate to streamline their work; she asked that ey permit her to share eir bed with em to soothe her restless nerves. She, like any self-respecting Odist, took up as much space in eir life as ey would allow, and perhaps a smidge more, if only to keep em on the backpedal for teasing’s sake. -It is allowed to want a thing and to work toward that end, she thought one nervous night. +*It is allowed to want a thing and to work toward that end,* she thought one nervous night. + +----- So there she laid, her back to eir front, a handspan apart from em. She tucked herself bonelessly in a pathetic little ball, turned her muzzle just high enough that she could steal a peek at em without further tilting her head, covered herself with her paws in as unintentional a posture as she could muster, nudged under that blanket she never suggested doubling, coaxed em closer with little sounds of comfort, until at last ey wrapped an arm around her collar and pulled her against eir chest. From 41cd364a53361eff3cae4f266f3c9e44e74cd93d Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Wed, 24 Jan 2024 04:20:19 -0800 Subject: [PATCH 4/6] Update title --- content/stories/_index.md | 2 +- content/stories/{the-way-i-work.md => wrigglings-toward.md} | 2 +- 2 files changed, 2 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) rename content/stories/{the-way-i-work.md => wrigglings-toward.md} (99%) diff --git a/content/stories/_index.md b/content/stories/_index.md index 77c5213..58d298c 100644 --- a/content/stories/_index.md +++ b/content/stories/_index.md @@ -90,7 +90,7 @@ h2 { *CWs:* transphobia; PTSD and visceral descriptions of panic. -["The Way I work": May Then My Name — 2324](/stories/the-way-i-work) +["Wrigglings Toward": May Then My Name — 2324](/stories/wrigglings-toward) : *True Name of [The Lament](https://cohost.org/hamratza)* There was no dearth of proxmity with Ioan, but still there was a lack... diff --git a/content/stories/the-way-i-work.md b/content/stories/wrigglings-toward.md similarity index 99% rename from content/stories/the-way-i-work.md rename to content/stories/wrigglings-toward.md index 28a1a12..89ba861 100644 --- a/content/stories/the-way-i-work.md +++ b/content/stories/wrigglings-toward.md @@ -1,5 +1,5 @@ --- -title: The Way I Work +title: Wrigglings Toward author: 'True Name of [The Lament](https://cohost.org/hamratza)' plainAuthor: 'True Name of The Lament' character: May Then My Name — 2324 From 4f24def8beed1bd8fa140e96a5510605ca6b89a5 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Wed, 24 Jan 2024 04:33:00 -0800 Subject: [PATCH 5/6] Fix title logic --- config.toml | 2 +- themes/maddybook | 2 +- 2 files changed, 2 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) diff --git a/config.toml b/config.toml index bed04df..03859ae 100644 --- a/config.toml +++ b/config.toml @@ -9,7 +9,7 @@ disablePathToLower = true post = '/:filename/' [params] - author = 'Madison Scott-Clary' + # author = 'Madison Scott-Clary' home = 'https://makyo.ink' copyright = '2020—­2022' customCSS = ['/css/toledot.css'] diff --git a/themes/maddybook b/themes/maddybook index 63defdb..c88e51d 160000 --- a/themes/maddybook +++ b/themes/maddybook @@ -1 +1 @@ -Subproject commit 63defdb95ee0c7332d80a6826e1658a634432262 +Subproject commit c88e51dcf3c6bc7be670cb7db0ef906a1e2fec85 From 7c6090c142a02180e80231a043be89af8662c6b3 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Wed, 24 Jan 2024 04:42:36 -0800 Subject: [PATCH 6/6] Fix title logic --- config.toml | 4 ++-- layouts/story/single.html | 2 +- themes/maddybook | 2 +- 3 files changed, 4 insertions(+), 4 deletions(-) diff --git a/config.toml b/config.toml index 03859ae..7698575 100644 --- a/config.toml +++ b/config.toml @@ -10,8 +10,8 @@ disablePathToLower = true [params] # author = 'Madison Scott-Clary' - home = 'https://makyo.ink' - copyright = '2020—­2022' + # home = 'https://makyo.ink' + copyright = 'The Post-Self authors 2020 — 2024' customCSS = ['/css/toledot.css'] [markup.goldmark.renderer] diff --git a/layouts/story/single.html b/layouts/story/single.html index 0b6cb3b..ddfc86a 100644 --- a/layouts/story/single.html +++ b/layouts/story/single.html @@ -4,7 +4,7 @@

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