In the past month or so, I’ve signed termination paperwork and cleaned out my desk at Oklahoma State University. I’ve turned in a really bad draft of my dissertation. I’ve moved cities. I’ve said goodbye to friends. I’m reconnecting with others. I’ve signed paperwork for my next job. I’ve gotten feedback on my dissertation. A… Continue reading Transitions
I’m moving tomorrow. My emotions are tumbling around so much that I can’t pinpoint anything I feel at all, except for sadness. I’ve been ready to leave this town for almost as long as I’ve lived in it. Maybe leaving would be easier if I had a better idea of what’s coming next. Meanwhile, I’m… Continue reading moving …. on?
My best friend called me tonight, and I didn’t hear the phone ring. I listened to the voicemail, though, and immediately called her back. Her oldest daughter is in community college, and had just come back from her art history class upset from some of the things the professor had said, and had been saying,… Continue reading When Education is the Problem
I finally completed a rough, rough draft of my dissertation. I wanted to feel more excited about this, more elated, more relieved. Instead, I just feel disappointed by just how incomplete, how rough this draft is. It could be so much more than it is. I could have worked on it so much more. I… Continue reading post-dissertation-draft blues
I went to an event today, called The Conversation. A friend and former peer in my graduate program organized it with her family. After Alton Sterling, Philando Castile, and the shooting in Dallas that all took place in the span of a couple days, she wanted to reach out and talk to people. I was… Continue reading The Conversation
I feel like I have to choose between my dissertation and the work I want to do in my community. I’ve made such little active progress this summer that now, when I need some breathing room so I can go to events like a Black Lives Matter protest and a conversation group designed to educate… Continue reading Choices
I don’t know what to say about this anymore. Right after Jesse Williams’ amazing speech at the BET Awards, I’ve seen a host of people call his demands for justice and equality “reverse racism.” And then in one day, a black man is murdered and another shot by police. Black lives must matter. They do… Continue reading Black Lives Must Matter