When I first started graduate school, I was an incurable snoop. Deeply curious about the lifestyles of my professors, I looked through the bookcases in their offices, studied the clutter on their desks, and asked personal questions about everything from how they balanced work with family to how many hours they slept at night. Yet I wasn’t trying to pry into their private lives; I was simply fascinated by how they did their academic work because I’d never seen professional scholarship in action before. I knew the results, but not the process