I was wondering if I'd ever write a word for this blog. I've had coffee. I've slept -- well, more sleep than I'm likely to get in the future so let's just be happy with that. My daughter has been sleeping through the night for some time, but that doesn't mean a host of strange thoughts don't keep me up at night.
For example, there's the dissertation. If there are other folks out there trying to write their doctoral theses while looking after their child I'd love to hear from you. I never thought it would be easy, but I thought it would be *easier* than it has been. I'm also teaching on the side. This makes scheduling quite a juggling act.
When I do have time to write I lack focus. This has been endlessly frustrating, both for myself and for my wife, who just wants me to finish. God, how I would love to be done with the thing. It's not as if finishing would solve all of our problems. After all, given the way that the academic job market works, particularly in humanities, there's no guarantee that I'll even get a job. But this task must be completed. I *need* to finish for spiritual, economic, emotional, intellectual and, let's be honest, *visceral* reasons.
Perhaps I should be writing the diss instead of pouring inane thoughts out here...
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