I've revised my revisions of the Introduction and the Seneca chapter, discovering gleefully along the way that I don't need near as much Latin in the Seneca chapter as I've currently got. Again, the universe rewards me for bad behavior--because if I'd been virtuous and finished doing the translating before I figured this out, I'd now be peevish and cranky instead of delighted.
Also walking that narrow and tricky line between slavish adherence to the professor's every marginal whim and the Inner Three-Year-Old who glowers and shouts Shan't! when presented with even the most reasonable of requests.
But I've reached a point where I need to (a.) write a paragraph or so explaining the relevance of the Seneca chapter to the early modern chapters, and (b.) finish the fucking translations already, and I can call the first two sections of my dissertation (There are eight sections--introd., Seneca, Kyd, R3 & Titus, Hamlet, Jacobeans, concl., and coda--so the metaphor of putting an octopus to bed is more than usually appropriate.) provisionally done.
*glower*
Shan't!
Also walking that narrow and tricky line between slavish adherence to the professor's every marginal whim and the Inner Three-Year-Old who glowers and shouts Shan't! when presented with even the most reasonable of requests.
But I've reached a point where I need to (a.) write a paragraph or so explaining the relevance of the Seneca chapter to the early modern chapters, and (b.) finish the fucking translations already, and I can call the first two sections of my dissertation (There are eight sections--introd., Seneca, Kyd, R3 & Titus, Hamlet, Jacobeans, concl., and coda--so the metaphor of putting an octopus to bed is more than usually appropriate.) provisionally done.
*glower*
Shan't!