I've Returned

 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.