This is often how it works. In three hours or so, I go from having something that is only
barely recognizable as a fragment of the paper I’m supposed to be presenting at a
conference/turning in to a professor, to having very nearly a complete paper. Which goes a
long way toward reducing my stress level right now, since I’m supposed to be presenting this
thing in just over a week.
Yeah, I woke up a few days ago remembering with a very unpleasant jolt that I had forgotten
about, y’know, writing the damn thing. How could you tell?
Not done yet, but much closer, and it’s coming in at about the right length, too. Much of
it’s morphological summary of Stardust, which unfortunately makes it not my most
thrilling paper ever, but I try to sneak in some analysis/elucidation with the summary. And,
fortunately, it turns out to work, which I was kind of worried about when I got
started. I mean, it would suck to send in the abstract out of your ass, then find out months
later (mere weeks before the conference) that your central argument is flawed into
But that hasn’t happened. So we can just pretend that fear never hit me.