So getting a handle on reference management has been more than a a notion for me. I loved RefWorks when my university had it, but they dropped it at the end of last year, so I never got to really set myself up the way I wanted. I’ve spent this year trying to find my way…
Confession: This post is going to be pretty much about me & my process. It is not eloquent. I’m supposed to be either sleeping or doing homework right now. But one of my heroes passed away and Universe has decided I needed to write about it. And I recognize that Auntie Maya would not be…
As you should know by now, my #PhDorBust journey has been anything but smooth. But this post is not meant to harp on that. I am actually quite ecstatic right now. It’s been a long time since I’ve written anything on here at all, let alone anything happy, and I want people to know that…
So I know I didn’t post much this year (as my annual report will tell you) but it’s been one hell of a year! I’m gonna try to keep this recap to 12 (main) bullet points, though… January brought my first official conference as a PhD student. I was only able to go because I…
So I’m up (WAY too late) reading things on the internet & I stumbled across a story on HuffPo about this girl who graduated college with $16K in the bank for grad school. There was a 36 y.o. Black man in the comments asking for help, so I began what would have become a multi-part…
As most of you know, I’m working on both an MA & a PhD in Social Work. This quarter, I took a class on cognitive-behavioural therapy with children, teens, & families. I also took a class on behavioural therapy, in general.* I’ve found both classes to be a welcome challenge to my existing orientation and…
As I mentioned in my previous post, I’m doing an independent study on political film theory. Due to my surgery fundraiser, I got WAY behind on the readings (although I’ve done all the screenings and then some). So today is my catch up day & I’ve started with Fatimah Tobing Rony’s Those Who Squat and…
I’ve been in hiding for a long time. I broke up with my abusive boyfriend 4.5 years ago & it has been almost 3 years since I last heard from him. The past 5 years have been spent in constant fear that he would find me and hurt me or begin tearing my life apart….
Last year, I wrote about how I support the Red Pump Project because of my own history with unsafe sex. My story includes me getting caught up with a man who manipulated me with misogynist behaviour shrouded in the appearance of “empowerment” and treating me “like a lady”. Hmmm… that sounds familiar… I started writing…
