A PhD is not just a sustained period of research. Clearly as I (and others) have iterated before, it is a working pathway to something more.
The pathway is anything but straightforward, and to be perfectly blunt a hell of a lot of it is stuff I hate, like networking and shameless self promotion. I’m looking forward to the day where I’m a giant and people can’t help but look for me – because I’m casting a monstrous shadow – but that isn’t now.
Right now I’m a mongrel, an entity comprised of a whole host of pieces, and I’m in the process of sifting through them in order to streamline. The aim is to change my genetic structure from “bitsa” to thoroughbred.
That means kissing a bunch of anuses and talking myself up. It sucks, but it’s just the way things are. So I’m writing my academic resume and chasing one or two publishing avenues, because if I can get some solid stuff on paper (in every way) I can spend more time on the research, develop the teaching and push for a Doctor of Letters, which should correspond with a Professorship or something similar.
This mongrel is a fighter, and finally he has found something he can achieve with hard work that is genuinely useful to self and society. It only took thirty years to find it, and the aim is to lock it in in ten.
And that is going to be a mongrel of a task…