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How?Being a Very Frequently Asked QuestionThere are two secrets to a happy life. I do not know either of them. My own personal trick, which I'm not sure I'd recommend because I'm not sure how happy I am, comes down to the ability to focus on things. When I'm interested in something, I find it very easy to ignore everything that distracts me from it, including things like "hunger" and "sleep". That's how I get things done. Unfortunately, it doesn't work on things I find less engaging. That's why, throughout my entire academic career, I always did my worst in the really easy classes. Challenge me with a novel problem and I will pour myself into solving it. The great thing about generative linguistics, from that perspective, is that it's one of the youngest major scientific fields—Syntactic Structures turns 50 in 2007—and so most of the big problems are still completely unsolved. Hence, I was good at it, because unsolved problems are interesting as hell. I am a perfectionist by nature, and I don't believe that's necessarily a good thing, for several reasons. One is that, for a long time, I found it easy to decide not to do something if I wasn't certain I could do it perfectly. I'd like to think I've more or less rid myself of that tendency. The other major reason is that I sometimes care so much about getting things right that I get lost in details. No matter what I end up doing with Fear Sweeney, it was a good thing for me that I wrote it, because participating in NaNoWriMo led me to discover a new mantra: Write First, Edit Later. Accepting WFEL as my personal savior was the most important thing I've ever done in fighting my inner perfectionist. Now my goal with everything (but especially with writing) is to worry about getting it complete first, then worry about getting it perfect. So now, as I near a final draft of Fear Sweeney, is an appropriate time to try and find a Tuesday in the year 393 that happens to land on the seventh day of one of the months of the Delphic calendar1. When I am at the stage for research, if it isn't obvious from the underdotted links everywhere, my first stop is Wikipedia. Ah, Wikipedia. I could write such poetry. Caveat lector and so forth, sure, but it's still the closest humanity has yet come to a complete compendium of the knowledge of humanity. Plus, I can use it without moving, which is a bonus. I love reference books, don't get me wrong, and even though the internet is gradually rendering them irrelevant have a fairly impressive collection of foreign language dictionaries in particular. Granted, I have never really needed my Catalan↔English, and even if I ever did need my English→Khmer I'd have a hell of time actually trying to read the entries, which are all in untransliterated Khmer script. But really these are minor issues. Where else am I going to find an illustrated guide to the Arabic words for fourteen different marsupials? As for the more mechanical side of things: my word processor of choice for fiction is RoughDraft, but I did actually write part of the first draft of Fear Sweeney on the misted-up Plexiglas of a bus shelter once, when inspiration struck and the 14 was running late. This site (with the exception of the Eleventh Volume) is powered by a number of idiosyncratic PHP scripts of my own creation—I'm a PHP autodidact, and it probably shows—collectively (and increasingly inaccurately) called BlogHead. I write code in vim, though I've never gotten around to learning to do so properly. The Eleventh Volume, on the other hand, is powered by MediaWiki, though I finally managed to fix it so it matches the rest of the site, right down to converting hyphens to em dashes. I would be lost without the following reference materials:
(There are, of course, a thousand other wonderful reference books in the world, several of them, albeit never enough, on my shelves. These are the ones that came to mind as being particularly important or interesting, which is hardly a fair criterion, but it's the only one I've got.) Notes:
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