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A photo of worm on a string earrings I took about 4 years ago. And now you get to see it
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I'm hosting the IndieWeb Book Club for next month. I've picked the first fiction book so far: Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency by Douglas Adams.
Apparently, not much… until Dirk Gently, self-styled private investigator, sets out to prove the fundamental interconnectedness of all things by solving a mysterious murder, assisting a mysterious professor, unravelling a mysterious mystery, and eating a lot of pizza — not to mention saving the entire human race from extinction along the way (at no extra charge).
To find out more, read this book (better still, buy it then read it) — or contact Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency
blurb on my copy
Share of Doctor Who fanzine: In All But Name
Last year for Doctor Who's birthday (23.11.1963, for the uninitiated) I uploaded a fanzine I'd organized to the internet archive. The PDF is in DIN A4 format and has 100 pages, with fanworks from 30ish people. The journey there began almost a year before, in December 2024.
I have to give a huge shoutout to the other people who helped me organize the zine, but specifically to ivq for giving me so much info on planning and communication!!
I just found this one HUNDRED questions webmaster questionnaire! I'll just pick a few I feel like answering right now, thanks.
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langweilig. Aber weil die deutschen IndieNews so einsam und leer sind
I saw on James' Blog and I thought I should try it out. Funnily enough I got Proust's "In Search of Lost Time" as audiobook CDs for my birthday, because I thought it was funny that there was actually an audiobook. It's 7 days long, btw.
Proust's questionnaire

i woke from dream, cried, short of breath: what nightmare in my own desire - a world without the pain of death where no man fears he will expire. The earth was dry as blocks of sand, a lifeless heap we couldn't know and not one leaf would grace this land without the kiss of nature's flow; Where death did not exist in theory life as we know it was not found and every body that stood near me seemed to be yearning for the ground; Where none had ever died before no worm could feast on sustenance, no seeds could spring out of the floor, no thing could start, where no thing ends. The earth was such a dreary place - no laughter came from people's lips walking forever through the maze and dreaming of apocalypse. Despite it all they cherished living and I suppose we'd never see the ailments that can be forgiven; no matter what, man wants to be. They couldn't know for what they're yearning and hungry in the inner eye are things of which they're never learning: What privilege it is to die.