There's a lot of Strange, virus-free things
here.
They're all a little secret,
for being in WORD Files.
Don't be put off. Avant-Garde peddles herself with your 'impatience'.
Now take a deep breath. Crack your knuckles.
You're about to douse yourself in volatile, twenty-first-century
literature. You'll have to immolate, convert, or open your mind with
WORD to let novelink's photons stir the pink, squishy, overly-ordered
brain of yours.
Don't be the mute switch on a TV changer.
Stop the
silence.
This archival site was originally hand-coded with a
dull pencil on various posters and roadtrip diner placemats
in 1992 based on two drunken sessions with a so-called web designer.
It was typed on a begged borrowed (eventually stolen) 6 Megahertz Toshiba DOS-base terminal,
later photoshopping was done without manuals or instruction of any kind, all figured from scratch.
The site retained its pristine state until being partially erased and corrupted in 1997
by mainstream web composer gone mad. Little did the author know
all WYSIWYG tools eat all tasty, quirky, hand code alive.
Although some of the original web tricks have been disabled as time marches,
this site remains a museum to old school Novel Ink.
