Something to Say

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A while ago a friend told me, “I think you have important things to say.” Since then, these words haunt my thoughts. They just won’t go away. Victory fighting them back comes mostly from my mid-life crisis, working on a PhD. That’s right, while other men buy a sports car or motorcycle to prove they are not yet dead, I went back to school. The motorcycle would have cost a lot less and been a lot more fun, though it probably would have resulted in some horrible road rash.

I have been working towards my doctorate since fall of 2014. In that time I often used my PhD to avoid doing all kinds of interesting things. I still worked full time, spent time with family, and volunteered at my church, but I procrastinated a lot of project ideas. One was blogging again (Its only been about 10 years).

The procrastination ends now. In December, my dissertation chair informed me that my academic writing basically sucks.  I could still do the PhD, but it would a lot more really hard work, years of work. Or I could take my work so far and put it toward an educational specialist degree or EdS (Yes it’s a real thing!) and graduate in spring!
So, no more shield. No more excuse. No more ignore those words. I have something to say.


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