No time to be social?
I used to think that I was quite good at being social, and that I only dropped all my balls when I was trying to juggle too many different colored balls. But now I am not so sure. Maybe I was only good at being social when I had nothing to say? Now that I reading so much, learning new things, making new connections, I feel I don’t have the time to sit and share them. I want to blog. I want to vlog and twitter should be easy, right? I mean 140 characters. Easy!?! Don’t get me wrong, I am not saying that those who speak loudest have nothing to say. There are many loud speakers who have lots of lovely insights to share. What I am saying is that I have found when I speak loudest, I am saying the least. What I want to incorporate now in my online social life is to speak loudly (or at least a little louder), while still saying something. How does one begin? I am not sure, but one thought has struck me while listening to my partner practice a talk, or while reading a good friend’s thesis draft. You have to tell a story. And you have to have a moral/point to the story. Whether it is an academic text, a lecture, or a blog post – you have to tell a story. I am going back to the original idea of this blog’s title. I am a sum of my parts – the budding academic, the mother, the friend, the partner – and each of those parts has a multitude of little stories hidden within my own fuzzy boundaries. Right now I need to read/edit more of this text – but tonight I am going to tell you a story of the first time I felt like I had something to say. I may have been blogging for 5 years here, and I may have been teaching for longer than that… but this weekend I felt like what I had to say was important and added to my field for the first time. It left me feeling strong and buoyant :-)














