Today I sat down to work on my biography of Cesare Borgia and after a moment I wondered, “Where the hell are all my references”? It seemed as though the idea of referencing any of what I’d written down both in my notes and on the document on my laptop had been completely tossed out of the window.
Cue a hell of a lot of panic and pulling out every single Borgia related text I own.
Three hours later, and I’ve managed to fully reference four of the chapters that I’ve written. But I still have a hell of a long way to go. But hey, there are a couple of plus points to this moment of sheer muppetry. One? I’ve managed to dig out a bunch of books that I’d forgotten I’d had in preparation for more biography writing and two? I’ve learned a very important lesson. Reference as you go!