Reading Time: 6 minutes …you know how the rest of the song goes, right? The title came to me when I was pondering the state of the world and all I could come up with is that everything is horrifying and I don’t know what to do about it.
Observations
I’m Running Out of Ways to Politely Imply I’m Emotionally Dead Inside
Reading Time: 5 minutes As we near the end of 2020 and the first global pandemic I’ve lived through, I’m low on ideas for maintaining social and creative connections when I have no inner life.
Reflections on Academic Community
Reading Time: 3 minutes I have felt very isolated due to 5 years spent adjuncting. Being at this conference, it somehow feels like everything has changed.
Is “Sending Hugs” Better Than “Sending Prayers”?
Reading Time: 2 minutes When we express affection and convey good wishes, how much does language choice matter? Does it empower or disempower those communicating?
The Road Home
Reading Time: 2 minutes My return to the Midwest has been bittersweet, as expected. I just thought I would have more energy to be able to address all the feelings it’s stirring up.
Shame vs. Guilt
Reading Time: 2 minutes The roadtrip-inspired observations continue. Here’s why I like Brené Brown’s distinction between experiences of guilt and shame.
Connecting Shame to Productivity
Reading Time: 2 minutes Is all productivity motivated by shame, or fear of shame? I’m not sure, but I’m intrigued to learn more about this phenomenon.
This Is My Week of Getting Trolled, Apparently
Reading Time: < 1 minute Someone actually devoted a whole Youtube video mocking me and my fellow Conditionally Accepted bloggers. Wow. Bored much?
Spooning Your Books to Sleep
Reading Time: 3 minutes I know I’m not the only scholar to fall asleep with books on my bed. Should we be romanticizing this kind of behavior, or not? Get ready for another Workaholic Missive!
Feeling Vulnerable 24/7 Kinda Sucks
Reading Time: 3 minutes I’m trying to be more vulnerable in my writing and in person, but it’s difficult and unpleasant and I’m tired of it. I’m still doing it, though.