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| author | Steph Enders <steph@senders.io> | 2023-06-26 19:49:02 -0400 |
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| committer | Steph Enders <steph@senders.io> | 2023-06-26 19:49:02 -0400 |
| commit | 522a9e55821d46e084be43c15e5819594bbee220 (patch) | |
| tree | 590e6ebfebfaaf4da583652583738efa09a2fa20 /entries/about-her.html | |
| parent | 8651853a781f114d9d354264d977105b0028e68a (diff) | |
Move entries to pages and rearrange files
Some minor spellchecking also involved here. But basically the intention
is to do:
pages/
More permanent pages
entries/
These are just the articles themselves
templates/
These are page snippets to include around
The intention for splitting out entries is for if I host this also on
gemini the entries are what I can do the processing against vs the page
itself which contains the boilerplate template
Diffstat (limited to 'entries/about-her.html')
| -rw-r--r-- | entries/about-her.html | 52 |
1 files changed, 18 insertions, 34 deletions
diff --git a/entries/about-her.html b/entries/about-her.html index 94b930d..d037e96 100644 --- a/entries/about-her.html +++ b/entries/about-her.html @@ -1,34 +1,18 @@ -<!DOCTYPE html> -<html lang="en"> - <head> - <title>About her: the Woman in my Eye</title> - {head-common} - <meta name="description" - content="About the woman in my eye - the woman who I saw as a child and who I've become."> -</head> -<body> - <header> - <h1>About her: the Woman in my Eye</h1> - </header> - <nav title="site menu"> - <ul> - <li> - <a href='/'>home</a> - </li> - <li> - <a href='/resources'>resources</a> - </li> - <li> - <a href='/about'>about</a> - </li> - <li> - <a href='/blog'>blog</a> - </li> - </ul> - </nav> - <main> - {about-her} - </main> - {footer} -</body> -</html> +<article> + <h2>Who is the woman in my eye</h2> + <p> + When I was little I would stare into the lights around my room. It would create little spots in my vision; flickering and dancing that would eventually fade away. As they would face every time the every shrinking flickering dot would become this image of a woman's face. She was beautiful. She captivated me. I would do this constantly growing up. I would stare into my ceiling lights, in the lights coming through my window, anywhere - if it meant I could see her. I would try staring at larger lights hoping that final flickering dot was larger and I would be able to see her more clearly. She stayed with me for most of my childhood. It wasn't until I was around high-school that I lose memory of seeing her. Which makes sense since this was when the lights, in general, faded from my eyes. But who was she? + </p> + <p> + I like to think she was me. She <em>is</em> me. + </p> + <p> + If you ever wish to share your story or ask a question you can always email me at: + <a href="mailto:dear@thewomaninmyeye.org">dear[at]thewomaninmyeye[dot]org</a> + </p> + <footer> + <p>Permalink: + <a href="/about-her.html">https://thewomaninmyeye.org/about-her.html</a> + </p> + </footer> +</article> |