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Elena Ringo's Illustration of the Snow Queen by H.C. Andersen uploaded to Wikimedia in 2013, CC 3.0

What's on my mind?

something wrong with my blog SSG it kinda only puts half of the posts in the tag pages and some tag pages straight up don't get generated at all. but i don't have time for that rn

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About the website

This is

a personal website
a passion project focused on fun and self-expression
comparable to a personal social media account

This isn't

commercial in any way
a personal marketing strategy meant to enhance visibility and professional success
interested in looking or acting like a website the former two points would apply to

📌 Favourite Posts

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2025 in review

December 17, 2025 (18:28) Jo ❤️

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The best way to introduce this post might be to reflect on my post from January, where I begrudingly declared some new years resolutions, and see how good I was at keeping them:

Map of the internet

November 24, 2025 (18:02) Jo ❤️

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Reply to Help me map the internet! by Tiffany

Also posted to Indienews, maybe more people will draw maps before the end of November.

I saw Sara submit something for this! I think it's a cool prompt and since I'm done with my huge project (for now) I can finally draw stuff for fun again without feeling bad and thinking "I should be creating something else". So I also made it kinda silly.

Here's my map:

Cycle of life and death

November 07, 2025 (18:24) Jo ❤️

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Reply to this months IndieWeb carnival hosted by Alex on Cycles and fluctuations

This is a really fitting topic for an autumn month and a month so close to the end of the year!

I don't really have a solid vision of where this post is gonna go, just some general thoughts that could be connected to the topic. But since I haven't done the Carnival in a while (I had a short story planned that happened to really fit in with the topic last month, but of course I didn't get around to writing it) something may be better than nothing.

Here's an autumn poem to get it started:

While young, I knew no grief I could not bear,
I'd like to go upstair.
I'd like to go upstair
To write new verses, with a false despair.

I know what grief is now that I am old,
I would not have it told.
I would not have it told
But only say I'm glad that autumn's cold. The Ugly Page/ Picking Mulberries by Xin Qiji (this translation)