[Evening freewrite]

I looked at the ampersand site yesterday (mayfair's page on gothic.net) and
was struck by how great it was.  Not the looks, but the way it was laid out
and what it held.  It's like this -- an online journal effort; but it's much
better.  I have a freewrite page (these ramblings) but I want more.  I want
to have a more organized thoughts page as well.  The freewerite is very
random.  It's purpose is to keep you writing.  But something where you can
stop, pause, and organize thoughts would be good as well.

I would like to have two documents that would display in the same window.
And be able to overlap them.  Frames are almost what I want in this respect
(rather than overlap, you have two panes that you can scroll.)  But they're
not quite right.  I want the two panes to be connected.  So I can jot
additions, notes, and etc to my thoughts here.  Sort of comment and expand
on the ideas I get out in my freewrites.

Thus the two windows will move together.

I don't think I cna implement this in current browser's  I might have to
design a new interface to handle this metaphor or I might have to go with
something less than ideal.  Maybe tables or footnote type things.  I could
index according to paragraph and then display another frame in a footnote
spot when the user goes to the new paragraph.  I don't know exactly.  To do
this dynamically would be nice.  That would require a text formatter of some
sort.  Every reference to paragraph 8 would generate a link from paragraph 8
to the other text.  When we scroll over a link in paragraph 8, the window
below loads the new text.  This might almost work out.  I'm not sure.

Anyhow.  I think that I'm ready to do something spectacular.  But I'm not
sure what.  Maybe write a short story.  Or maybe finish sewing a bunch of
things.  I have a lot of morning energy.  But it slowly dwindles as the day
goes by.  I don't know.  I'm waking up extrordinarily early.  And falling
asleep at reasonably early hours... It's as if I've started to condition
myself to a 23.5 hour day and so I'm slowly inching my way around the
clock....

Where is there a robin?  Foir is it not spring?  The Portagee is always
drawn pale, yet she's not, is she?  Is that not why she was affectionately
called the Portagee?

[End evening freewrite]