Come along with me, misery loves company,
You’re welcome at the home of the blues.
Johnny Cash, Home of the Blues
It’s no secret that the work of a PhD is heavy going. As candidates, we face poor health, financial drain, and the possibility of failure as standard risks for undertaking this type of project. I think everybody begins with a sense of cautious optimism, of which most are disabused by around the end of semester one. But what’s wrong with a little optimism? Continue reading “Crabs and Cautious Optimism”
Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Ferris Bueller, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off
Reader, it happened. I submitted my PhD thesis.
Continue reading “Pride and Productivity”
Proper words in proper places, make the true definition of a style.
Jonathan Swift, Letter to a Young Clergyman
Full and lethargic from Christmas overindulgence, I am preparing to go back to work tomorrow. Specifically, I am preparing to get a 5.30 train to go to Oxford to deliver a paper to the British Society of Eighteenth Century Studies annual conference. Continue reading “Confident Conferences, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Public Speaking”
Never half-ass two things. Whole-ass one thing.
Ron Swanson, Parks and Recreation
A PhD is not just the thesis. Ask any PhD student at any stage – except, perhaps, for the month or so leading up to their viva – and they’ll tell you that they’d love to spend more time writing the thesis, but they’ve got an article to finish, a conference paper to check, a book review to complete, and they’re behind on their teaching hours. Continue reading “Managing Multitasking”