Jul. 14th, 2012

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I am back in dissertation land until dinnertime. I am, in fact, reading aloud every single word, just to check continuity and sense and that I haven't too many egregious idiocies at this point. So far, my biggest problem appears to be that I have mentioned Appendix One but do not yet have an Appendix One.

At one stage I was going to have vast appendices that dwarfed the dissertation, but Van reminded me that I am not an historian in this case and asked me how many of them I needed. The answer was one and that one is maybe 27 lines. I'm not going to have more than 100 footnotes, either. This is sad, for I do like my footnotes.

There are differences between disciplines. I had so many tables containing Medieval manuscripts and their distribution and their dialects and their dates and their context for my first PhD. I knew which dialects were likely to produce scribes for Chretien de Troyes' works and which were likely to produce new stories following his lines. I knew the dialectal and date range for all the prose Arthur and Tristan manuscripts and for an awful lot of chansons de gestes (not the Crusade ones) and how they all made patterns over time and space. I learned so very much about how stories can be extended in various ways by different authors and through combining and recombining in different manuscripts. It was amazing fun and a bucket-load of work at the tail end.

I guess I don't miss the appendices. I still had the fun of research on the way through, and I don't have the bucketload of work at the tail end, trying to make them all make sense to outsiders and checking the cross-referencing fifty times. Same goes for the footnotes. I have them, and most of them are now in correct format (I hope - that's what this reading is for, to polish things up a little before my supervisor tears it all to pieces and I rend my garments and go wailing in the streets), but without all that cross-referencing with all those tables and with the bibliography (for my required style has more redundancy, so all I have to do is check the once at this stage) there is so much less work.

When people tell you that Creative Arts doctorates are easier, it's not because they're intellectually less demanding, but because of the saving in time and energy at this end. Also, as I said two years ago, I needed nine languages* plus palaeography and codicology for that first doctorate and for this I only need four languages**, all of which I already had.





* English, Old French, Old Occitan, Middle English, Latin, French, Franco-Italian (to read one work, basically), Spanish, Italian plus bits of German and Hebrew and others. I don't count the bits!
**English, Old French, French and Latin, for the curious. I'm not counting Old and Middle French as different languages, for that seems to be a bit of a cheat. My English is, in fact, almost tolerable.
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We're getting a bit of weather, I suspect. This means that the last two chapters of the dissertation have to be finished before dinner as planned (but also before the weather migraine takes over and muddies my brain. Still, last two chapters. It means I can do Exciting Other Stuff after dinner. *looks at list of Exciting Other Stuff* Three things can be done regardless of state of brain. This means that I can get today's work done today. What a novel thought.

Anyone following me on Twitter will be rather pleased when the last words of the dissertation are done today, too. I tweet when bored...
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My level of high seriousness has been noted. On Twitter I've been told I'm not making puns when I ought to and on Facebook I've been (half-seriously) informed that I am entirely incapable of goofing off. Still, it was worth it. I've finished the footnotes and the review (except for the tidy-up tomorrow) and the dissertation is almost ready to wend its way across the country. I'd send it as is (since the remaining things are small) except that it's always better to push something to its current best, so that we don't have to pick up pieces I've already noted as needing picking up. It's a wonderful way of being lazy, actually doing the work early.

I would goof off tonight if there were anything to watch on TV. I've only got maybe an hour and a half of work to do and I could be tempted by superheroes or anime. Or chatting on the phone. Life conspires against me...except...I can watch Thierry la Fronde. Later, for the migraine must pass so that I can sing the theme tune loudly. I shall tell everyone who thinks I overwork that I am serious studying of the French language. I would be lying.

The other option is to start entering edits on my novel. When they're done, my supervisor gets a nice big package of material. He technically got back today and I was going to give him until Wednesday, but Monday is so much worse a time to receive a ton of stuff from a student.

Decisions, decisions.

And, actually, it's better for my supervisor if he gets the work tonight or tomorrow. This means I work tonight (in a little) but I can get so much stuff out of the way for Sydney that I get time to goof off in Sydney. I didn't mean to, honest!

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