{"id":1424,"date":"2006-04-18T19:15:00","date_gmt":"2006-04-19T02:15:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/2006\/04\/18\/dissertation-update\/"},"modified":"2006-04-18T19:15:00","modified_gmt":"2006-04-19T02:15:00","slug":"dissertation-update","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/2006\/04\/18\/dissertation-update\/","title":{"rendered":"Dissertation Update"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I have: A topic.  A relevant, unanswered research question.   A good study location.  Contacts (good ones) in that study location.   A generous potential (likely) funder with an approaching deadline.  A good committee.<\/p>\n<p>What I realized last week that I *don&#8217;t* have: The all-encompassing drive and obsession to do said study.<\/p>\n<p>In a big &#8220;oh shit&#8221; moment, I realized that while I&#8217;ve been pursuing all that makes sense in terms of laying out a dissertation, thinking that my &#8220;ah-ha&#8221; moment would come along the way, the bottom line is that there has been no epiphany.  No sudden relevation, no &#8220;<a href=\"http:\/\/www.bibliomania.com\/0\/0\/29\/62\/frameset.html\">Portrait of the Artist<\/a>&#8221; moment of looking out at a girl on the beach, no moment of deeper meaning, of knowing.  In truth, my life is very much constructed by these watershed experiences.  I look to them to supply the incredible drive that characterizes who I am.    Without that drive, I lose a little hutzpah.<\/p>\n<p>All of this explains a little of why I&#8217;ve been in the dulldrums lately.  I do find myself wondering if my lack of spark is a pregnancy thing.   Am I just too tired to feel motivated?   Is being back in New Orleans, in the house, neighborhood, and city I love, too overwhelming?   Carl, my chair extraordinaire, faced my admission of funk with usual foritude: &#8220;<span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Your reactions are perfectly normal.<\/span>&#8221;  I spent the last week deciding whether or not to submit&#8230; Carl&#8217;s suggestion: submit if you think you might want to do it, don&#8217;t submit if it&#8217;s a definite that you don&#8217;t.<\/p>\n<p>The bottom line is that I can&#8217;t decide anything right now, so I&#8217;m not submitting.  Paul and I spoke long about this &#8212; it pushes back our return to Peru* and even puts our return in question.  I think I just need time.  The plan was always to take the summer off to be with the baby.  I&#8217;ll reconnect more formally to the University for work in the fall and go from there.  It&#8217;s a radical move off the track that I so carefully and thoughtfully laid out.  (I&#8217;m not following the plan!)  The whole thing has made me feel like a total flake.  (Loving friend&#8217;s response: &#8220;<span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Ha.  You, Holly, are hardly a flake.<\/span>&#8220;)<\/p>\n<p>Pushing the possibility of &#8220;flake&#8221; a little further, I&#8217;ll paraphrase Barbie: Dissertations are <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">hard<\/span>.<br \/><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><br \/><span style=\"font-style: italic;\">*An aside on the subject of our going back to Peru: anyone following the elections?  I have to admit being a little worried.  Having been evacuated from India, I&#8217;m a little sensitive.   We are watching with serious interest.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have: A topic. A relevant, unanswered research question. A good study location. Contacts (good ones) in that study location. A generous potential (likely) funder with an approaching deadline. A good committee. What I realized last week that I *don&#8217;t* have: The all-encompassing drive and obsession to do said study. 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