Post with a Table Block In It

As promised here’s another feature of WordPress I can demonstrate! This time, we’re making a table and filling it with random stuff, including lorem ipsum from “The Picture of Dorian Gray”, inline images, and numbers. Here it is:

headerheaderheaderheader
“Take care, Basil.You go too far.”“I must speak,and you must
listen. You shalllisten. When youmet Lady Gwendolen,not a breath
An open book seen from the side, resting on a brown wood surface as its pages flutter in the air. Two tall stack of other books are behind it.Grey, black, and white striped cat sleeping adorably on a soft white pillow<h3>This is inline code!<h3>This is a link
1234
5678
footerfooterfooterfooter

Post with a Featured Image, Excerpt, Category, and Tags

An open book seen from the side, resting on a brown wood surface as its pages flutter in the air. Two tall stack of other books are behind it.

Trying out more interesting things with WordPress! This time, I’ll give this post a featured image of a book I got for free from Unsplash. Just for fun, I’ll also try a couple other, related, features: writing an Excerpt for it to possibly display as a preview, putting it in a new Category called “Features”, and giving it 2 tags called “Books” and “Images”.

My First Post

As the title implies, this is the first post I actually made myself, rather than it being auto-generated for me by WordPress. It’s a pretty great post! Maybe I’ll do some fancier things in later posts, though. To fill this one out and make it look nice, have some Sherlock Holmes lorem ipsum:

“He shot one of his suspicious looks at me. ‘Perhaps we had better proceed to business, then,’ said he. ‘Mr. Ferguson and I will take you up to see the machine.’

“‘I had better put my hat on, I suppose.’

“‘Oh, no, it is in the house.’

“‘What, you dig fuller’s-earth in the house?’

“‘No, no. This is only where we compress it. But never mind that. All we wish you to do is to examine the machine and to let us know what is wrong with it.’

“We went upstairs together, the colonel first with the lamp, the fat manager and I behind him. It was a labyrinth of an old house, with corridors, passages, narrow winding staircases, and little low doors, the thresholds of which were hollowed out by the generations who had crossed them. There were no carpets and no signs of any furniture above the ground floor, while the plaster was peeling off the walls, and the damp was breaking through in green, unhealthy blotches. I tried to put on as unconcerned an air as possible, but I had not forgotten the warnings of the lady, even though I disregarded them, and I kept a keen eye upon my two companions. Ferguson appeared to be a morose and silent man, but I could see from the little that he said that he was at least a fellow-countryman.

“Colonel Lysander Stark stopped at last before a low door, which he unlocked. Within was a small, square room, in which the three of us could hardly get at one time. Ferguson remained outside, and the colonel ushered me in.