Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Today my office mate shared this newspaper article with me.

All I can say?

holy spimoni.

I hate to sound old, but things have most definitely changed.

The one that gets me?

Percentage of students agreeing with the statement:
A professor should be willing to meet with me at a time that works best for me, even if inconvenient for the professor - 11.2%

Monday, November 10, 2008

I hate Mondays

I usually don't hate Mondays. I'm not really one of those people who is so in love with the weekend (or so in hate with their workplace) that they hate the thought of the weekend ending.

But this term I've grown to dislike Mondays. Today, that dislike is threatening to escalate.

See, Mondays I teach at two places and have to travel during rush hour (through downtown) to get from one to the other. So the traveling isn't fun.

The first class is okay, but it's always hard to not feel resentment at having to go all the way to school just for a two hour class - somehow it's always easier if there are other things that need to get done as well. The second class is starting to get rough. Students are starting to grade grub and there is one who is starting to challenge me every class - not on the material - that I could handle - but on my pedagogy, which annoys me to no end. Slapping hir down has not seemed to stem the tide, and I'm getting frustrated at the continued attempt. Now that the midterm is over, I suspect the challenging will stop, or morph, so I'll be interested to see what tonight brings.

And today I have to track down someone for the online work who is notoriously bad for responding to messages. I may have to actually squeeze in a stop at his house and bang on his door between classes to get the answer I want. So unprofessional - ugh!

Part of the problem is that I don't teach till the afternoon, so in the morning, I've got between 3 and 4 hours to do something. It's not a full day, and it's not an hour here or there, so it feels hard to slot something into it. I feel like the work I do either needs one hour time slots, or full days. I know, I know. I could just slot three - one hour tasks in, right? But that feels so terribly schizophrenic as I jump from one topic to another, it makes it hard to really concentrate.

Mostly I dislike Mondays because there's a lot of work crammed into it, but it also involves a lot of paper pushing, driving, and generally dealing with a schedule that is less than exciting.

At least tonight after class, I am meeting a friend for a drink. It's what will get me through the day, even if it's not for another twelve hours!

Friday, November 07, 2008

Organizing and getting back on track

Okay, so November is the month of NaNoWriMo and InaDWriMo. As regular readers might know, I participated in NaNoWriMo in 2006 and was successful in reaching the goal!

I've missed the boat on starting InaDWriMo (International Dissertation Writing Month) since I was feeling to disoriented by the no-longer-on-the-job-market episode. I have re-started work, so that's good. And I'm to the point where I can listen to other people's job searches with only the mildest of regrets.

But I still am avoiding thinking about it too much.

So. I've got lots to do. Especially since now I need to recover the time spent on the false job-start. And my online work has gotten the green light on two projects that have been sitting on the back burner for months and now need to be completed ASAP. So in the spirit of InaDWriMo, I'm setting the following (dissertation and non-dissertation) goals for November:
  • complete edits on chapter 2 based on October feedback
  • evaluate and re-vise online content sample for academic client
  • re-insert edited writing sample back into chapter 3 and finish edits
  • draft theory and _Satanic Verses_ sections of chapter 4
  • finish audio recording, pdfs, and graphic generation of content for online trade client
  • expand theory section of the paper I was invited to submit to (respectable) journal after receiving positive feedback during last conference presentation
  • draft content for online social service client so that it's ready for audio, video, and graphics production in December
Given that it's already the 7th and I still have lots of teaching to do this month, the list might be unrealistic. But I do have most of my prep complete, and none of the big marking assignments will come in until the end of the term, so I'm hoping that the teaching won't feel overwhelming.

It's a big list. I know. I may not make it through all of it. But I'm hoping to get very close. I'll report my progress as the month unfolds.

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

Thanks!


A big thanks to everyone who commented, called or sent a message over the last week. Although I'm still a bit bruised by the affair, I think I've at least got to the point where I'm able to let it go and focus on the future instead. I'm still a bit shaken, but I'm hopeful that it will pass and I will get my feet under me again.

So thanks everyone! Your notes and messages really helped me put the whole episode in perspective and got me back on track. You know who you are, and I just want you to know what wonderful things I think of you!

Monday, November 03, 2008

Recovering

I did manage to re-start writing on the dissertation over the weekend. It's still hard going because I feel like I'm second guessing myself constantly, but I'm producing words, and right now, at least that's a first step.

Wish me luck salvaging this thing in time to get back on track!

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Boom!



On the weekend I got a phone call from the dissertation director informing me that my committee members would not be providing me with recommendation letters for job applications.

Needless to say, it feels like my world has just imploded. I realize my world is more than just a job, or more than just a dissertation, but if I blogged a couple of weeks ago about having the wind knocked out of me by the work load, then this week it would be more appropriate to suggest the proverbial broadside-by-semi-truck.

My first reaction was to question the point of it all. It felt like my whole project, my whole degree was in question. It still feels that way.

I also felt humiliated that I had thought, and told people, that I was going on the market only to have the people who hold my fate in their hands pull their support. I still feel like a fool for having gotten excited about the prospect and for spending so much time over the last month preparing the things I needed, only to find that the thing I need the most - recommendation letters - I would not be getting.

Just to clarify. I had spoken to each of my committee members who had indicated they would be happy to write letters. Two of those committee members even discussed my list of postings within the past two weeks and helped me revise them. If that doesn't send the message that I should be expecting their support, I must be crazy... or dense... or both. And they have admitted that they "regret" that they told me yes and now are telling me no. Regret? That's not the word I would use for it.

I also feel despair. I mean, what the hell is the point of all this if my committee think I can't do it? Or worse, when I have a committee that jerks me around like this? I feel foolish for trusting their word, for thinking I was ready, for spending all this time and energy this month (and the months leading up to it) preparing, planning, drafting documents, all to have it pulled. Well, either foolish, or made a fool of. But being made to play the fool doesn't feel any better than having been a fool myself.

They tell that this doesn't mean the dissertation is the problem. But it is. Or if it isn't, I am. Either way, I'm pretty invested in both of them - the dissertation, and myself. Either way, it feels like a slap. Either way, it feels like I've been judged as lacking. That I've been told I'm not capable of this. That hurts in ways that I'm having real difficulty moving past. It's shaken my self-perception in very fundamental ways.

But mostly today I'm angry. I'm angry that I was told one thing, then another. I'm angry that I haven't gotten the support I need to be ready for this thing. I'm angry that the way I've had to work because of my committee's preferences in dealing with my long-distance work has delayed me, leading to this decision. I'm angry that I've gotten more email communication about this denial of help in the last three days than I have gotten email support of my work over the last three months.

I'm angry that I wasted the month of October and much of September doing work that is now utterly useless. The job letter will need to be re-drafted next year, and the hours and hours of researching schools is all a waste since the schools next year will all be different.

I'm angry that I spent hundreds of dollars on postage and non-refundable airline tickets to the conference where interviews would take place. I'm angry that I pushed the four other members of my family to book off specific dates for our Christmas celebration just so I could go to this conference that I now have no reason to attend. I'm angry that this messed with my family's plans, not just mine.


I feel betrayed. I feel like I can't trust any of these people anymore. If they're willing to change their mind at the last moment about something so critical (at least to me), what else are they willing to do? I understand that it's their prerogative to put their names to a recommendation letter or not, but I'm having problems with the way it unfolded. If they'd said this in July when I first asked, it would've been disappointing, but not nearly as earth-shattering as it feels right now.

I can't work. I've tried. I need to recover this lost time (I can't recover the lost money after all) but I can't write. I start crying or cursing when I try. The only thing that keeps me from obsessing over this setback is watching movies. I can't even read, which is my favorite mode of escape. Every time I read, I can't help but think that I'm a failure at even this, at the literature that I love. What good am I if I can't even do this thing that I love???

I know I'll get through this - I'm too damn stubborn to give up... even when it might actually be prudent to do so.... But right now, I'm just not able to move on.

Friday, October 24, 2008

What's in a Name?

Or, more accurately, what's in a title?

When I grow up, I wanna be a professor.

[remainder of post deleted - after this weekend, it just seemed utterly ridiculous]

[I realize there's a blogging convention that you never actually pull something after posting it, but I've always felt that seemed a bit restrictive since each blogger controls his or her own space, which should include being able to change the material on the site. If I have offended in doing this, I'm sorry. I just can't bear the thought of leaving the original post up any more. It just feels too humiliating]

Thursday, October 16, 2008

oofff!

In case you're wondering, that's the sound you make when life gently broadsides you, knocking the wind out of your sails, just when you thought you were merrily getting by.

[Like how I managed to mix metaphors AND sneak in the blog title? I thought you would.]

My office looks like something exploded in it between the dumping of things when I got home from Georgia, and the digging out of other things in order to start generating the job letters I need to get sent out very soon. And speaking of job applications - wow! - does it every take a long time to properly tailor a letter to an academic job. Just wow. At this rate, I'll be ready to apply for these jobs NEXT year. Wow.

So blogging will likely continue to be sparse while I dig my way out of this mess. Wish me luck in all of it, k?

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Georgia and back

Okay, well I haven't left Georgia yet - I head out in about a half hour. But the conference here was fabulous, and my wonderful friend who organized it pulled off a coup in that everyone absolutely enjoyed it despite what she saw as all the things that went wrong.

But I have made a note to myself not to try to organize a conference in the first couple of years as an Assistant Professor (provided that's where my life and abilities take me!) My panel went very well and we had some good conversation after the presentation. I feel like the time frame was a bit of a problem because it felt like I glossed over some of what I wanted to say in the interests of fitting within the time, but overall, I think I made my points.

The panel I chaired was great fun too - well, except for the fact that we had a non-topic related panelist added on in the last minute, and the conversation about that paper threatened to erupt into a heated discussion that really would've taken us away from the purpose of the panel. But we got back on track so it's all good.

I'm just trying for the next few minutes to enjoy the warm sun and air here before I head back home. I know I'd hate the summer heat, but boy is it nice down here in October! More later.

Sunday, October 05, 2008

Auto Blogging!

Holy Snapping Duck Do! I just got a bajillion whiny emails saying I have not updated this since they invented sliced bread... You would not believe that my hands were chopped off and I was waiting for bionic ones. Apologies to my regular readers! Even the little blue ones!.

I am hopped up on caffeine with setting fire to people wearing Crocs, watching Dexter, just generally being a nuisance to every Lost Boy that crosses my path, my day is full to bursting from the first cockadoodledoo from the rooster till I run out of alcohol. I am putting money aside so I can run away. and that I can take that big badge off my head that says bad mother.

I won't promise anything to you but I will write something that makes sense soon. No, really! Don't hold your breath though, you're likely to turn blue.

Courtesy: The Lazy Blogger

Thursday, October 02, 2008

Wow! That's intense (and scary)!

In the past few weeks several parts of my life have come to the fore, each vying for importance and attention. In my darker moments, I think it's more like ALL, not SEVERAL parts!

This has meant I've been working almost non-stop for several weeks, over very long hours. But it's not the working that's getting to me. What's getting to me is the accompanying sense of anxiety that at any moment I will forget something critical and all those juggling balls will come tumbling down. Working long hours is tiring, but that's all it is. Working long hours with the constant suspicion that you're forgetting something even more important is anxiety-provoking.

I did forget to photocopy some materials and bring them to a class I was teaching. But since I always overprepare for classes, I had plenty of other things to do and will bring the photocopies (and the activity they're for) to the next class.

And I've been fairly good about continuing to exercise, so that helps keep me on track.

But then something happened earlier this week that scared me. And I know it happened as a result of this persistent juggling trick involving staying on top of everything at the same time.

I actually had a moment - just a moment mind you - when I pulled up at a red light and something along the lines of "what is that? red light. okay. wait. does red mean stop? yes. it means stop. green is go - red is stop. okay. gotta brake" went through my head.

Yikes!

Sunday, September 28, 2008

The "scientific" proof of my genius!




What Your Socks Say About You



You Are:



- Simply outstanding

- Brave to the core

- A person of depth

- Infinitely wise

Friday, September 26, 2008

The agonies of fashion

Ladies, want to know why men rule the world?

Because they don't spend almost 4 hours to get their hair done and buy a new work outfit! That's why.

4 hours!

Mind you, it's a snazzy new do and I love it. But with the time and $$ it cost, I'm glad I only do this once every 7 or 8 years. How in the world do people manage it on a more frequent basis? After all, that's 4 hours less that I had available for course prep, or marking, or writing, or reading, or job letters... or even something more enjoyable... you get the idea.

Hokey doodles!

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Mixed messages

Has it ever happened to you that right at the time you need to be the most productive, you start to question whether you can do what you need to do? I don't mean questioning if you can get it done in time - I do that all the time. I mean questioning whether you're capable of it?

Right now I'm getting mixed messages from my committee members about my progress. No, not about my progress. About my ability to do this thing. Advisor #1 has given me good feedback - some of which was a bit distressing because I hadn't realized the glaring problem was there, but good. Advisor #1 is also fully supportive of the run at the market this fall, which is reassuring.

Advisor #2 just sent me some feedback, but it seems to suggest that the two chapters that I've just spent six months sweating over aren't necessary and might not be included in the dissertation. !?! Advisor #2 is also supportive of the job run, but this latest feedback suggests some doubt about the schedule I've set for myself.

[Advisor #3 is silent and has been on all fronts for a long time, which I'm trying not to worry about]

But the latest response from #2 is making me wonder who I should believe. Is #1 correct that I'm on the right track and have a reasonable schedule? Or is #2 correct that my work isn't on track and might not be manageable given the schedule I have set for myself? Whose vision is more accurate?

I know what you're thinking, and I've told it to myself as well. The person who knows best how it's going is me. I should be able to tell which view of this project is most accurate. And my answer is that I'm doing fine and can get this done on my schedule.

But if that's the case, why doesn't #2 see it? I am still a student after all. Perhaps I have the wrong idea of what is needed? Perhaps I don't really have what it takes to write a dissertation. I've successfully written seminar papers, but maybe I can't translate that to the book length project that is the dissertation? What if I'm not really cut out for this career?

I tell myself I've come this far, I've presented conference papers that have gone over well (for the most part - there was one fairly notable stinker in the lot, but overall they've been well received). I've got a couple of things published (I've also had a rejection, but everybody does, right?), and I even won a student prize for an essay. So I must be capable of this, right?

But there's that nasty little voice of doubt that tells me that was all luck and then I start thinking ridiculous things like: What if #2 is right and I'm the first person in the history of the department to fail the defense? I did have one rather spectacular failure during the degree already, maybe the rest has just been people not wanting to tell me the truth.

Ugh. Why is it that I doubt myself now? Is it just continued fall out from that earlier failure? Is it because I really am prescient and can see that this won't work? Then I wonder just how much validation I need to know that I am supposed to be doing this. How many successes will it take to counter those couple of negatives?

And all of this is coming to a head right now in the midst of job material preparation. Self-doubt isn't a great selling strategy for the job search now, is it? I've got to get past this!

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Harper is a Cylon

Ha! I had to laugh at this Canadian-election-as-Battelstar-Gallactica parody!

Thursday, September 18, 2008

look-ee, look-ee!

The dissertation meter is a whole 3% higher than last week! Woohoo!

Ugh.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Procrastination

I receive an email newsletter from Tomorrow's Professor that often has interesting articles. But today's article felt a bit condescending to me, and I found myself wondering at its effectiveness. That got me thinking what my response would be to each of these procrastination thoughts.

Ten Ways of Thinking that Lead to Writing Procrastination -and Rebuttals to Those Thoughts

* I need to warm up first by writing some email.
** Rebuttal: You can warm up by starting the work slowly, making a list of what you will do, reading over your notes or writing from yesterday.
Okay, go for it then! Email might be a way of getting "warmed up" but it can also eat up a huge amount of time, so make sure you limit it in one way or another. But if that's what works for you, do it. If writing email distracts you and you never get to the writing, then it's not a good strategy and you need to find some other way to warm up.

* I'm not in a good mood and I don't write well when I'm not in a good mood - I'll do it later when I feel better.
** Rebuttal: Nothing will make you feel as good as getting something done. The main reason for your bad mood is that you don't really want to do this task, so getting it out of the way will feel great.
I understand not wanting to write when in a foul mood, but mostly those moods convince me that I don't have the ability to write. This is where I need to encouragement (read kick in the ass) from a good friend to get me going. Telling myself I'll feel better after writing something seldom seems to work. Alternately, if my friends' collective feet are getting tired of kicking me, I undertake some non-writing, writing-related activity, like cleaning up notes, or annotating a text that I'll be using. At least then the project is moving forward.

* Life is so hard - I can't believe I have to do this unpleasant task. I'll even it out by doing something more fun first.
** Rebuttal: Yes, life is hard, and it's terrible that you have to do this task. That's why you will reward yourself after you do the task. Otherwise you're applying backwards conditioning, which doesn't work. And don't forget to plan enough fun and relaxation time into your schedule.
'Fraid this one doesn't apply to me. My parents and life already taught me that the unpleasant tasks are better to get done and out of the way as soon as possible so they aren't hanging over me. So I don't know what I'd say. I know if someone came to me saying "life is hard" I'd be sorely tempted to reply "suck it up, buttercup! you think you're the only one who finds life hard? get over yourself and deal with it!" But I don't think that would necessarily be helpful!

* I'll definitely do it, in a minute or so
* Rebuttal: Set a timer, or that minute could last 2 hours. When the timer goes off, do the task. Even better, do it now!
Ugh! Having a timer jangling in my ear because I'm doing something else and need to limit my time? I can't imagine doing so - the thought of a timer irritates me so much I just couldn't do it. I understand the impetus behind the thought, but I suppose my suggestion instead would be to do the writing right away and save whatever you wanted to do for "a minute or so" as a reward.

* After this bad thing is over in my life (midterms, meeting, in-law visit, etc.) my life will seem easier and I'll be able to do my task on a daily basis. So I'll wait until then.
** Rebuttal: Life is always like this. You can afford to do 15 minutes of work today, can't you? This is the one small act you can do to make your life a little better.
Okay, quitting smoking during spring finals week taught me that there is never a good time for anything, so not an issue. But I must say the rhetorical "you can afford...?" strikes me as a bit condescending. Perhaps my answer to someone with this procrastination would point out that the anticipated daily basis will likely never arise, and even if it does, the wealth of time now at your disposal can be just as disabling as the "bad thing" you're waiting for to end. A sort of "be careful what you wish for" where wishing for a wealth of time and then getting it can be incredibly frustrating when what you write during that wealth of time is either miniscule or worthless!

* I just don't feel like it
** Rebuttal: So what? Do it anyway! If you wait until you feel like it, the task will get done in 10 years if you're lucky. They only way to make yourself feel like it is to get started and get into the flow of the work.
This one I get. There are some days I just don't feel like doing it. But beating myself up by telling myself that it doesn't matter that I don't feel like it invalidates my actually feeling of not wanting to do it! It does matter - it's my feeling and telling myself that I shouldn't be feeling it just invalidates my own experience of it. On these days, I figure it's okay to acknowledge I don't want to do it IF I do something else that is productive and will get me there. On a day like this, I might give myself a choice between the writing project and course prep. Even if I don't want to do either, I still have a choice, and regardless of which one I choose, I get something productive done. If I choose course prep, then on the day I do feel more like writing, I won't have to stop to get the course prep done, and if I write, then, well, I write!

* Why do just a little today - I'll do double tomorrow - I work better when I feel pressure anyway.
** Rebuttal: It's a fallacy that you work better under pressure. It's not true, because anxiety reduces creativity and clear thinking. And doing double the next day will backfire. You will feel less like doing it tomorrow because you've decided you must do double the work, and it will seem more overwhelming and less appealing, so you're even more likely to put it off until the next day.
Okay, I do fall victim to this one sometimes, though not because I think I work well under pressure, but because I just want to do a little today. But deep down, I know that what I'm really saying is I don't feel like doing it, or I'm not in a good mood, and I need to address the underlying reason why I don't want to do it today, or that reason will double in size the next day!

* I can only work in one place (the library, a café, my office) and that place isn't available or I can't get there - so there's no point in working at all.
** Rebuttal: You'd be surprised how much work you can get done no matter where you are. Even if you don't have your laptop with you, you can pull out a scrap of paper and write down a few notes on what you'd like to accomplish in the section you've been working on. Try it!
I've never really felt constrained to only write in my office for example, though I have felt like only writing there can be stultifying sometimes (I have a desktop computer). It is important to learn to write wherever you need to be, and this is just simply a skill that needs to be learned by undertaking it. I suppose if I knew someone who had problems writing elsewhere, I would encourage them to set a weekly challenge of writing in one different space each week to get over that feeling of being only able to write in one space. So I guess my advice would reflect the writer's advice.

* I'm not sure how to do this - I don't know how sitting down and writing will enable me to do it -- it's just hopeless so why even start?
** Rebuttal: If you're not clear enough on what to do, writing may be the only way to get you out of this state. If you truly need help from someone else on this problem, you need to write down the questions clearly. The process of writing them down may clarify the issue for you.
Yes. The process of writing MIGHT clarify the issue. But it also might cloud the issue. I recently read a fairly convincing argument over at Not of General Interest about the potential dangers of writing before you have a clear idea of what you need to write. I realize this answer isn't advocating free writing, but writing out questions, though I really get the idea that sometimes an idea needs to gestate. One of the things I've always loved about conference papers is that there's a huge lag time between proposal and paper, so the idea can gestate for a very long time, which for me means I produce a better paper than say a seminar paper that gets written over the space of a couple of weeks. The downside to "gestating" is that it's hard to tell the difference between it and simple procrastination, so I think you have to be a more experienced writer to know which one is which.

* I didn't write well yesterday, so today will be terrible.
** Rebuttal: Often bad writing days are followed by better ones. The reason to write daily is that your brain is still plugging away on it while you're doing other things or sleeping. So you may surprise yourself today!
Do people really believe that a bad writing day is the start of a string of bad writing days? I suppose my suggestion might be to go back to what you wrote and see if it really is that bad. It might have only felt bad and in the light of a new day might actually have been good. And if it really was bad? Erase all trace of it and start from scratch!

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Out of Touch

As you can tell by the dearth of posts lately, I've been busy.

Yes, I know everybody's busy right now. I'm not different.

It's been causing anxiety on and off, which means everytime I try to draft a post, it ends up a whiny, angst-filled screed on everything from academia to traffic. So I won't post them.

I am alive, just a bit overwhelmed at this point and posting will resume once I get through this... problem is, I don't know how long that will take - maybe days, maybe months.

Friday, September 05, 2008

Changing road conditions

In trying to think of a phrase that expresses what it's like to move from vacation mode to home/work mode, I found myself feeling very cliched - things like switching gears or coming down to earth just didn't seem to cut it. Because coming back from this vacation didn't feel like a sudden change.

I think that's because we drove for two days to get back, and then my first day back was spent visiting the new schools I'll be teaching at, picking up books, signing contracts, and such. The travelling gave us the opportunity to start thinking ahead to the upcoming week while still officially on vacation, while the first day of running around wasn't my typical work day.

It wasn't like an abrupt gear switch. In keeping with a transportation metaphor, it would be a bit more like as if you were driving on a four lane highway that then became a two lane highway that then became a gravel road and then a dirt lane. Or maybe more accurately the reverse - moving from a dirt lane to a four lane highway, with each transition giving you a chance to adjust.

I don't know really. I just know I would've been happy with another week away from the daily routine! But we had a good time - we relaxed, we undertook some activities we don't normally do (and had the sore muscles to prove it!), and I got to see a friend who I haven't seen in years, so, yeah, overall, it was a good time.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

The instructional design process

Most of our clients are much more reasonable than this, but there are times when I totally get the designer's frustrations!