Self as subject: the peculiar pickle of autobiographical higher degree research

Paper presented at the University of Newcastle Creative Arts Research Symposium, Newcastle, Australia, 9 June, 2016. I do not condone the use of memoir, surveillance, or any other discourse altering substances. Writing a memoir involves taking one’s life and smearing it onto the page. When you craft a memoir, it is inevitably a personal experience… Continue reading Self as subject: the peculiar pickle of autobiographical higher degree research

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What the hell was I thinking?!: poking my publications list with a sharp stick

Obviously I didn't get that great job I was going for. It's been a big process - emotions-wise - and a very steep emotional learning curve. I've cycled through all the stages of grief, because that's what an emotionally intelligent human being does. Somewhere in there I had a conversation (on the back of the… Continue reading What the hell was I thinking?!: poking my publications list with a sharp stick

‘Can we chat?’: A discursive consideration of conversations between casual and permanent academics

‘Can we chat?’ ‘Yeah, sure, anytime’ is what the casual academic is meant to say when facing this question from a permanent academic: particularly one who has employed them in the past. ‘Yeah, sure’ is probably the safest answer for a casual to give to almost any request from The Faculty. You know, if they… Continue reading ‘Can we chat?’: A discursive consideration of conversations between casual and permanent academics

Self Portraits: The ‘Rearticulating’ years (1999-2004)

Warning - lots of pictures! Read on wifi! 1999 was right after my last heroin bust. You can read the excerpt from Snakes and Ladders here. It was a pretty dodgy time to be Angela J Williams. Hadn't worked out yet that my problem was heroin, but needles. Slipped and fell in a pretty big puddle… Continue reading Self Portraits: The ‘Rearticulating’ years (1999-2004)

Poor timing is sometimes the best timing

Salvador Dali, The Persistence of  Memory,  1931 I joined another writing group since I'm now back in Wollongong and it's a lot more like what I'm looking for.  It's a high output academic writing group based on the idea of writing for ten minutes a day. I joined it at maybe the worst possible time.… Continue reading Poor timing is sometimes the best timing

Varuna 2016 Day 6

This was my office this morning This was my office this afternoon Dinner last night: Sheila’s CoqAVin with trimmings. Dessert: Plums and pears stewed in red wine. We ate it too quick for pics. Sorry-not-sorry. Current word count: 62901 Number of chapters:  44– 23 full drafts and 9 that need new stuff and 12 that need to go from… Continue reading Varuna 2016 Day 6

Varuna 2016 Day 5

This was my office today Dinner last night: Sheila’s spinach and feta pie, greek salad and bread. Dessert: not-quite Tiramisu Current word count: 58 075 Number of chapters: 25 - 19 full drafts and 6 that need new stuff. Holy crap balls, batdudes. Biggest achievement: Getting through a whole part in one morning. It might have been mostly… Continue reading Varuna 2016 Day 5

Varuna 2016 Day 4

This was my office today   Dinner last night: Sheila's marmalade pork with ginger, sauteed mushrooms, mash, beans and cabbage. Dessert was that goddamn amazing lemon delicious pudding. To quote Marsha, one of the writers here, 'it was like eating mouthfuls of lemon cloud'. Current word count: 32 840 Number of chapters: This is Part 1, the yellow… Continue reading Varuna 2016 Day 4