Sorry about that! I’m sure some of you might have been wondering where I disappeared off to, but to be honest… it wasn’t anywhere special. XD
I got the week off and decided to sleep in late practically every day, venture into the great unknown and actually GO OUTSIDE (HO MY GAWD!) Hell! Even go visit a college buddy of mine who lives in the city and just hang out for a day.
It was disgustingly uneventful, and… I… RELISHED IT.
I should have read one of the dozens of unread books I’ve got lying around the house, but instead I found some old “textbooks” — and I use that word sparingly — from college to reread instead. And — just to be clear — these “textbooks” barely get classified as such. Namely because of how much I enjoyed them. In fact, these books were SO enjoyable that, at the time of their initial reading, it warranted them a permanent place on The All-Magnanimous, Close-At-Hand, Supreme-Beyond-All-Reasonable-Doubt, Bed Bookcase.
Yeah. That’s right. I went there.
So one in particular to catch my eye, was Ferdinand de Saussure’s, Course in General Linguistics, and another was Stephen Minot’s, Three Genres: The Writing of Fiction/Nonfiction, Poetry, and Drama (Eight Edition). I was so drawn to rereading these books again, that I ended up taking notes and re-highlighting parts that sparked my researcher’s tingly senses and insatiable nature. (And yes, some of these parts were ALREADY HIGHLIGHTED. But what did I say about judging?????) To be honest, I spent a good six or more hours in front of the computer researching linguistic changes in Indo-European and Altaic languages over the last fifty years.
But don’t worry! I don’t intend on boring you with my findings. XD
What I do care to share will probably be written up at a later date and shown only to those who actually give a crap about linguistics and the incredible differentiation in language structure even within a single language family—
*quietly shuts self up now before I end up ranting more than usual*
But anyway! This nostalgic attitude undoubtedly reared its ugly head while I was going through old papers and notes of particular interest to me at the moment. (I’m compiling together a list of my best works for publication. *fingers crossed!*) I remembered thinking of how Linguistics would have been a fascinating field of study to go into… and then remembered how I would have to actually talk in front of people – REAL, LIVE, BREATHING PEOPLE, and not just typing it up on a scene… How I’d probably have to do lectures, prepare speeches and give educational talks, and…. well— Let’s just say, I quickly remembered why I love writing FICTION and STORIES so damn much more, that I didn’t have dwell and wonder, “Why didn’t I go into linguistics??” anymore.
Still. The read was great… for BOTH of them.
I know I spoke more about the topic of Saussure’s book, and not a lot about Minot’s, but Minot’s book was mostly enjoyable for the short stories it provided as examples within its papers. The actual content on “how to write” is mundane, at best.
Then again, I generally hate “how to write” books to begin with, unless there is something truly of value or unique (or witty) about them worth taking a look at. The only truly valuable part of Minot’s book is the last… three(??) or so chapters, which deals with publication, agents, self-publishing, and other invaluable writing resources.
Hmm… Perhaps I could write up a couple quick book reviews on the content in both books if anyone’s interested. It’ll mostly be the likes and dislikes, pros and cons, and general bias opinions on my part. If anyone’s interested, let me know, and I’ll get right on it, okay? 🙂
Either way, I just wanted to say: It’s good to be back, readers!