My goodness it’s been a long time between drinks here!
I’ve been hunkering down to balance writing my PhD thesis with the busyness of the academic year. Teaching at the university has now finished for 2019, but the last week or so has provided opportunity to hear how students’ thinking has been shaped and honed over our time together. I am so proud to see the expansion in their critical perspectives on themselves and the world around them, and I now get to enjoy reading the papers they have crafted.
Then I’ll get back to writing my thesis with fuller attention, and hopefully before the end of the year I will find myself with a cohesive whole. We will see how it unfolds.
The main purpose of this very brief post is to share with you a paper I have been working on (for almost 12 months!) with two very clever and very precious colleagues, Edwin Creely and Marc Pruyn (also my supervisor). It is my first published journal article, and I am very proud and relieved that we finally have it completed (still however, with errors I missed).
But that’s OK – I’ve never tried to do perfect, and the article is about my journey to me at this point in time – just like my students, perfectly imperfect in my morphing engagement with myself and the the world around me.