Merge pull request #16 from post-self/the-way-i-work

Add The Way I Work

config.toml

@@ -9,9 +9,9 @@ disablePathToLower = true
     post = '/:filename/'
 
 [params]
-    author = 'Madison Scott-Clary'
+    # author = 'Madison Scott-Clary'
-    home = 'https://makyo.ink'
+    # home = 'https://makyo.ink'
-    copyright = '2020—­2022'
+    copyright = 'The Post-Self authors 2020 — 2024'
     customCSS = ['/css/toledot.css']
 
 [markup.goldmark.renderer]

content/about/writing.md

@@ -53,13 +53,16 @@ Climate crisis
 The bittersweet
 :   Uploading is one-way and destructive. There is a loss behind every upload. The System itself is built on the backs of the lost. Climate grief remains a real issue. Finding ways to deal with grief and yet find the sweet in one's new life is part and parcel of the setting.
 
+Self-inserts
+:   Imagine yourself in a world you could come to love. An open universe invites you to imagine what you — yes, you! — might do with such a setting just as much as it invites you to create new characters of your own or use those of others (with permission!). The concept of a 'Mary Sue' is a toxic remnant of machismo in geek spaces and should not prevent you from exploring a lovely existence for yourself.
+
 ## Reconsider before writing this
 
 Violence
 :   While there is some violence in the System, and obviously things remain somewhat difficult back phys-side, the core of the conflict should not boil down to or result in wanton violence. The goal is not to write of wars — political, ideological, religious, or turf — nor of punchy shooty explosiony action as the guiding plot-point. There are plenty fine settings for this; Post-Self simply is not one of them.
 
 Bigotry
-:   There are some taboos that remain, such as the one surrounding intraclade relationships (until about 2355), but there is little need to overcome adversity over identity sys-side. Explore these identities, yes. Explore the lingering effects of bigotry experienced phys-side, but there are stories of personal fulfillment to be had without necessarily focusing on these particular struggles. Actual transphobia, homophobia, racism, etc. on behalf of the authors are unwelcome and will be denounced.
+:   There are some taboos that remain, such as the one surrounding intraclade relationships (until about 2355), but there is little need to overcome adversity over identity sys-side. Explore these identities, yes. Explore the lingering effects of bigotry experienced phys-side, but there are stories of personal fulfillment to be had without necessarily focusing on these particular struggles. Actual transphobia, homophobia, racism, etc. on behalf of the authors is unwelcome and will be denounced.
 
 Using other people's characters without asking
 :   Try not to use other people's characters — even open clades such as the Ode clade — without asking. While many will say yes, this will have the added benefit of you being able to write more closely to the author's vision, as they will often have paracanon to share. Additionally, in some cases, these characters feature in the noemata of several individuals' headmates or personalities, and it's worth avoiding trampling on identities!

content/extras/calls/marsh-anthology.md

@@ -27,7 +27,7 @@ Please include
 :   Your story and a short author bio
 
 Please read
-:   At least [the synopsis of *Marsh*](/extras/summaries). I will also provide the current draft of the book if you get in touch.
+:   The [writing guide](/about/writing), and at least [the synopsis of *Marsh*](/extras/summaries). I will also provide the current draft of the book if you get in touch.
 
 Consider joining
 :   Either the Post-Self [Telegram Group](https://makyo.io/ps-telegram) or [Discord](https://makyo.io/ps-discord)

content/gallery.md

@@ -7,7 +7,6 @@ type: page
 <style>
 figure, img {
     text-align: center;
-    font-size: 80%;
     display: inline-block;
     max-height: 200px;
 }
@@ -36,36 +35,36 @@ figure, img {
 }
 </style>
 
-Over the course of publication and as funded by the backers of the *Mitzvot* Kickstarter, much in the way of art surrounding the Post-Self universe and its character has accrued.
+Over the course of publication and as funded by the backers of the *Mitzvot* Kickstarter, much in the way of art surrounding the Post-Self universe and its character has accrued. Special thanks is due to [Iris Jay](https://irisjay.net) who drew the first bit of Post-Self art all the way back in 2017, and then all of the covers and some of the interior art of the Post-Self cycle. Thanks as well to [Jade](https://linktr.ee/cupsofjade), who provided the template upon which so many of the Odists are based.
 
 ## *Qoheleth and Gallery Exhibition*
 
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/qoheleth-front.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/qoheleth-front.png" alt="Art by Iris Jay"/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by Iris Jay</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://irisjay.net" target="blank">Iris Jay</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/awdae-1.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/awdae-1.png" alt="Art by Cadmium Tea"/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by Cadmium Tea</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://www.brushandtea.com/" target="blank">Julian Norwood</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/awdae-2.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/awdae-2.png" alt="Art by Cadmium Tea"/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by Cadmium Tea</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://www.brushandtea.com/" target="blank">Julian Norwood</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/dear.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/dear.png" alt="Art by johnny d."/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by johnny d.</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="http://dumpstercryptid.carrd.co/" target="blank">johnny d.</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/qoheleth-back.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/qoheleth-back.png" alt="Art by Iris Jay"/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by Iris Jay</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://irisjay.net" target="blank">Iris Jay</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 
 ## *Toledot*
 
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/toledot-front.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/toledot-front.png" alt="Art by Iris Jay"/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by Iris Jay</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://irisjay.net" target="blank">Iris Jay</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/shove.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/shove.png" alt="Art by Kris Weaver"/></a>
@@ -73,7 +72,7 @@ Over the course of publication and as funded by the backers of the *Mitzvot* Kic
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/cairns.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/cairns.png" alt="Art by JAIYANDT"/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by JAIYANDT</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://linktr.ee/cupsofjade" target="blank">Jade</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/dandelions.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/dandelions.png" alt="Art by Kris Weaver"/></a>
@@ -81,7 +80,7 @@ Over the course of publication and as funded by the backers of the *Mitzvot* Kic
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/toledot-back.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/toledot-back.png" alt="Art by Iris Jay"/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by Iris Jay</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://irisjay.net" target="blank">Iris Jay</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/hadje.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/hadje.png"/></a>
@@ -92,74 +91,78 @@ Over the course of publication and as funded by the backers of the *Mitzvot* Kic
 
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/neviim-front.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/neviim-front.png" alt="Art by Iris Jay"/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by Iris Jay</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://irisjay.net" target="blank">Iris Jay</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/awnh.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/awnh.png" alt="Art by johnny d."/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by johnny d.</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="http://dumpstercryptid.carrd.co/" target="blank">johnny d.</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/stolon.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/stolon.png" alt="Art by JAIYANDT"/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by JAIYANDT</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://linktr.ee/cupsofjade" target="blank">Jade</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/neviim-back.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/neviim-back.png" alt="Art by Iris Jay"/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by Iris Jay</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://irisjay.net" target="blank">Iris Jay</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 
 ## *Mitzvot and Selected Letters*
 
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/mitzvot-front.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/mitzvot-front.png" alt="Art by Iris Jay"/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by Iris Jay</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://irisjay.net" target="blank">Iris Jay</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/monologue.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/monologue.png" alt="Art by Iris Jay"/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by Iris Jay</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://irisjay.net" target="blank">Iris Jay</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a class="merge" href="/img/gallery/merge.png"><img alt="Art by Iris Jay" src="/img/gallery/thumbs/merge.png" /><span>Spoiler</span></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by Iris Jay</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://irisjay.net" target="blank">Iris Jay</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/mitzvot-back.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/mitzvot-back.png" alt="Art by Iris Jay"/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by Iris Jay</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://irisjay.net" target="blank">Iris Jay</a></figcaption>
+</figure>
+<figure>
+    <a href="/img/gallery/full-of-skunks.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/full-of-skunks.png"/></a>
+    <figcaption>Fan art by <a href="https://vulpine.club/@fudge_the_sphinx">Fudge</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 
 ## Additional art
 
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/dear-ref.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/dear-ref.png" alt="Art by Iris Jay"/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by Iris Jay</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://irisjay.net" target="blank">Iris Jay</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/writerskunk.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/writerskunk.png" alt="Art by JAIYANDT"/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by JAIYANDT</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://linktr.ee/cupsofjade" target="blank">Jade</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/ref-3.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/ref-3.png" alt="Art by JAIYANDT"/></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by JAIYANDT</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://linktr.ee/cupsofjade" target="blank">Jade</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a class="merge" href="/img/gallery/ref.png"><img alt="Art by JAIYANDT" src="/img/gallery/thumbs/ref.png" /><span>Artistic<br>nudity</span></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by JAIYANDT</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="https://linktr.ee/cupsofjade" target="blank">Jade</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/lounge.png"><img alt="Art by Roxannarachnid" src="/img/gallery/thumbs/lounge.png"></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by Roxannarachnid</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="http://cohost.org/roxannarachnid" target="blank">Roxanna</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/what_right_have_i.png"><img alt="Art by Roxannarachnid" src="/img/gallery/thumbs/what_right_have_i.png"></a>
-    <figcaption>Art by Roxannarachnid</figcaption>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="http://cohost.org/roxannarachnid" target="blank">Roxanna</a></figcaption>
+</figure>
+<figure>
+    <a href="/img/gallery/motes.png"><img alt="Art by Roxannarachnid" src="/img/gallery/thumbs/motes.png"></a>
+    <figcaption>Art by <a href="http://cohost.org/roxannarachnid" target="blank">Roxanna</a></figcaption>
 </figure>
 <!--<figure>
     <a href="/img/gallery/no_longer_myself.png"><img alt="Art by mischa" src="/img/gallery/thumbs/no_longer_myself.png"></a>
     <figcaption><a href="https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/644129">Picrew</a> by mischa</figcaption>
 </figure>-->
-<figure>
-    <a href="/img/gallery/full-of-skunks.png"><img src="/img/gallery/thumbs/full-of-skunks.png"/></a>
-    <figcaption>Fan art by <a href="https://vulpine.club/@fudge_the_sphinx">Fudge</a></figcaption>
-</figure>
         
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content/stories/_index.md

@@ -74,6 +74,13 @@ h2 {
 
     *CWs:* none.
 
+["Reading": <small>Rye — 2273</small>](/stories/reading)
+:   *Madison Scott-Clary*
+
+    All readings are the same, as Dear The Wheat And Rye Under The Stars well knows...
+
+    *CWs:* none.
+
 [*Unintended Tendencies*](https://jessfluf.itch.io/unintended-tendencies) — <small><em>available on Itch.io</em></small>
 :   *JL Conway*
 
@@ -82,3 +89,10 @@ 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.
+
+["Wrigglings Toward": <small>May Then My Name — 2324</small>](/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...
+
+    *CWs:* none.

content/stories/reading.md

@@ -0,0 +1,54 @@
+---
+title: Reading
+character: "Rye — 2273"
+author: "Madison Scott-Clary"
+type: story
+---
+
+All readings are the same. They all begin the same way, with stepping off to some sim, known or unknown, where she would arrive a good hour early. There, she would wait or walk or drink her coffee or tea. Would it be a bookshop this time? Would it be a library? Would she run her fingerpads along the spines of books, counting known and unknown titles?
+
+Perhaps it was a cafe, and she would get herself a little pastry, some crumbly thing to eat while wandering lazily outside or inspecting the various pieces of art lining the walls within.
+
+She would get there an hour early and simply inhabit the space.
+
+As time drew closer, as her contact would come out to meet her, she would feel the excitement begin to prickle at the back of her neck, and she would have to restrain herself from letting her hackles raise or her tail bristle out. Some long-forgotten and perhaps-imagined reaction to danger tickling both human and skunk parts of her mind. She would feel her scalp tingle and her tail threaten to hike, and she would sit in that sensation. She would bathe in it. She would relish every shift of every strand of fur, and as she sat, legs crossed and coffee or water cradled in her lap, listening to her contact chatter, she would delight in the nervous anticipation of the reading to come.
+
+"Will you be reading from a physical copy or an exo?"
+
+"Oh, an exo," she said, smiling. "As much love as I hold for the physical tools of the trade, I hold yet more for all of the tools at our disposal. Especially when they let me be more dramatic."
+
+They laughed. "Right, you were an actor before, yeah?"
+
+She nodded. "Of a sort, yes."
+
+"And how long will your reading be?"
+
+"I have a variety of segments prepared, from five minutes to an hour."
+
+They blinked. "An hour? Holy shit."
+
+She shrugged gracefully, smile still lingering on her muzzle. "Perhaps another artifact of being an actor. I could talk the ears off a fox."
+
+Laughter.
+
+"Shall we aim for somewhere in the middle? Twenty minutes, perhaps?"
+
+"That'll work, yeah. You're the only slot, tonight, but that'll still give you at least forty minutes for Q&A." They smirked, adding, "Which I imagine you'll need. I read your book, by the way."
+
+It was her turn to laugh, musical and joyous. "I am pleased to hear! I trust that you have questions of your own?"
+
+"Oh, *plenty.*"
+
+"Delightful," she said, clapping her paws together. "I shall look forward to them, then."
+
+This conversation echoed a hundred times, a thousand, in her memories. This conversation and so many others like it set the stage. This conversation and so many others like it became one of the steps in that liminal space between the waking world and the dream of her stories.
+
+She would step away from home or from a meeting or from a cocladist's and at that moment, at the precise instant she ceased being *there* and started being *here,* she was in a place between. She was in a time between times and a world between worlds.
+
+She dwelt, then, in the world of the Ode. She knew where it was from, her name. Not just the Ode itself, but the place the line itself referenced. She had talked to the poet in her own way — perhaps it was closer to prayer, but she bothered not with distinctions such as these — and she knew the scene ey had been painting. She knew that ey had sat at the edge of the natural area some few blocks away from their high school, sat on the fencepost and looked out east, out beyond the natural area and wind farm to where the coarse shortgrass prairie dissolved into rectilinear fields. Tan, perhaps, or brown or gray, they would all shine the same beneath the moon, beneath the stars. They were all dear to em. They were all dear to *her.*
+
+So as soon as she would step away from home and before she would step up to the lectern, she would dwell there at the edge of the natural space. There is where she would feel her hackles threaten to rise and her tail threaten to bristle. She would look at the art and see nothing. She would drink her coffee or tea or eat her pastry and it would have a flavor she did not experience. She would have her conversations on autopilot, and her earnest smile would be no less earnest for her absence from the space. She would do all of these things and overlaid atop her vision would be fields silvered by starlight. She would do all of these things and her tongue would be coated with the taste of sweet night air, of dust and pollen and petrichor. She would strain to hear her contact through the soft noises of wind and crickets.
+
+And then, with all the suddenness of dawn, a chorus of birdsong crashing through her mind, the moment would come. Her contact would stand before the gathered crowd and introduce her —  her! Dear The Wheat And Rye Under The Stars! She was published! She was an author! The realization would never not startle her — and she would brush out her tail one last time, run her fingers through her mane, and step out of the liminal space of the Ode and into the dream of her story. The nervous excitement would wash away and she would be *here.* She would be *now.*
+
+And then she would read.

content/stories/wrigglings-toward.md

@@ -0,0 +1,32 @@
+---
+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
+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.
+

layouts/partials/nav.html

@@ -12,12 +12,15 @@
                             <li><a href="https://mitzvot.post-self.ink" target="_blank"><em>Mitzvot</em></a></li>
                         </ul>
                     </li>
-                    <li><a href="https://marsh.post-self.ink" target="_blank"><em>Marsh</em></a></li>
                     <li><a href="https://clade.post-self.ink"><em>Clade</em></a></li>
+                    <li><a href="https://jessfluf.itch.io/unintended-tendencies" target="_blank"><em>Unintended Tendencies</em></a></li>
+                    <li><a href="https://marsh.post-self.ink" target="_blank"><em>Marsh</em></a></li>
+                    <li><a href="https://motes-played.post-self.ink" target="_blank"><em>Motes Played</em></a></li>
                     <li><a href="/stories">Additional stories...</a></li>
                 </ul>
             </details>
         </li>
+        <li><a href="/stories">Stories</a></li>
         <li><a href="https://rpg.post-self.ink">The TTRPG</a></li>
         <li><a href="/extras">Extras</a></li>
         <li><a href="/about">About</a></li>

layouts/story/single.html

@@ -2,9 +2,9 @@
 {{ define "main" }}
   <main id="main" class="story">
     <h2>{{ .Title }}</h2>
-    <h3 class="author">{{ .Params.author }}</h3>
+    <h3 class="author">{{ .Params.author | markdownify }}</h3>
     <hr/>
-    <h2 class="character">{{ .Params.character }}</h3>
+    <h2 class="character">{{ .Params.character }}</h2>
     {{ if .Params.cw }}<div class="cw">{{ .Params.cw }}</div>{{ end }}
     {{ if .Params.spoiler }}<div class="spoiler-note">{{ .Params.spoiler | markdownify }}</div>{{ end }}