I’m celebrating May Day by injecting some sorely needed labor back into this blog. If you are somehow reading this and don’t know me or why I’ve been in abstentia, the short version of this academic year is as follows:
- July: passed my exams
- October: Witnessed the birth of our third child, Christian,
- January: Lost my mom suddenly to a pulmonary embolism
- April: Passed my prospectus; now ABD
Frankly, it’s been a hard year, full of the highest of highs and the lowest of lows. Aside from the emotional strain of loosing one of the most important people in my life, trying to make progress on the diss with three small kids feels impossible. When I’m home, I’m not working. When I’m teaching or consulting in the Writing Center, I’m not working. And when I am working, I’m not at home — and I’m trying not to grade, consult, or otherwise respond to students. And yet here I am. While I’ll be working a few hours a week this summer, I do have the time and space to write. And that work begins today.