I took a pause
from blogging several months ago--pandemic, to reflect upon the racist violence
and insurrection, some of my own writing projects, playing the ukulele. To cut
myself some slack, it is not easy to keep up a blog after 8 years and over 800
posts. At some point, what do I want to say that is new?
That last question has been a sticking point for
me that has somewhat curtailed my desire to start blogging again. Indeed. I am
not certain I have a great deal to say that is new, however, how important is
that, really? If I waited to say something new and earthshattering I would
probably still not have done very much writing in my life. Such evaluations are
to be done by others—not the self. I started this blog to explore academic
writing, the academic life, and provide some guidance for how to resolve the psychosocial barriers
that block scholars.
Most centrally, however, it has been less about
providing guidance and more about using writing as a method of inquiry, to
quote my friend Laurel Richardson. This is my space to engage in the practice
of writing to penetrate the aforementioned topics.
I wish to explore
again. Anew.
So, no promises about how often, but, in the immortal
lyrics and sounds of Squeeze, I've Returned.