Monday, 26 December 2011

Mock Thesis Defense: Justifying Blogging When I Could Be Revising Essays

I have a serious need to repent.  I intended to write this post over a week ago, but here we are.  Let's be honest-I just collapsed after finals and fell off the radar.  But now it is time to get back in the game, and without further delay because my honors thesis is due January 16th.

I want to take a minute and comment on what I have learned from my mock thesis defense and from my latest post that goes over a draft of my final essay in my collection, "Snot and Untold Stories."  The mock thesis defense was done as a final presentation in my Thesis Writing class.  Another student who acted as my representative contacted Professor Burton and received some good questions to ask me, one of which was this: how do I justify spending valuable time blogging and focusing on the digital component of my thesis when I could spend that time doing much-needed revising?

It is a good question, and after my latest post highlighting concerns with my essay I am more equipped to answer it.

Since posting my latest draft, I have received a few great comments with invaluable feedback.  While I admit I have not had as many people comment as I would have liked, the comments I did receive were incredible.  Shara, who I connected with while in India, took a good chunk of time to give me some much-needed suggestions.  Had I not blogged about this draft, I would not have received that feedback.  In this case, blogging has actually aided me in the traditional revision process.

A second, less obvious benefit to blogging that I have discovered within the last few weeks, has been that I am held accountable to a "real" audience.  Within a day after posting my essay, the German friend I met on the bus mentioned in my essay, who I renamed Charley, contacted me and mentioned he read it.  My initial reaction was concern.  Had I really represented him accurately?  For all of my talk of authenticity, was I holding to it?  The truth is I fused a little bit of a later conversation I had with a history major friend to include a few of the Vietnam details.  By having this post I am acknowledging the fragile nature of storytelling while also being held accountable to an immediate audience.  This is not available in mainstream publishing.

In conclusion, while blogging and adding this digital component of my thesis can be time consuming and daunting, I am glad to have done it.  At the end of the day I would rather have my ideas shared and available to read than have them be perfect.

(Photo credit goes to cs.cmu.edu)

Sunday, 11 December 2011

Me talking through my final essay "Snot and Untold Stories."


Hi Everyone!

 As I'm going through the drafting process, I am in need of some solid feedback.  Here is a jing video link (screen shot software) with me talking through my latest draft of "Snot and Untold Stories."  The entire draft is posted below.  Anyway, if you have any suggestions on the points that I raise, or additional feedback, I would appreciate it!
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Snot and Untold Stories

My host grandma was a snot-flinger.
            We would sit together each evening, my Tibetan host grandma and I, on the veranda of our second story housing complex, overlooking the lush Himalayan valley in Dharamsala, India.  As the sun would nestle into the horizon for the night and the stars would gradually pop out like watchful eyes in the indigo sky, savory smells of Sunam’s dinner simmering on the stove would sweep through the air.  While sitting out in the open air, the culmination of the day, I would read, sometimes scribbling down some fragmented thoughts in the dimming light, trying to be a real writer, while my host grandma would fumble with a string of ivory-colored prayer beads, occasionally flinging visible amounts of mucus off the second story of the balcony in a swift motion with the back of her hand.  The leftovers she smeared on the chair without shame.  She was an eighty, maybe ninety-year-old woman (no one from Tibet seemed to record their birthday) with unusually large pupils, wire-like hair parted in a thick, balding line right down the middle her head, and facial features oriented not unlike a Picasso portrait.

Snot and Untold Stories

"Snot and Untold Stories" is the last essay in my collection which looks at what I learned about the Tibetan situation (and American situation) while I was in India.  It seeks to address the indescribable and untouchable parts of my experience that I could not quite translate- yet, the stories were still there.

I have not received a lot of feedback on this essay yet, but am looking forward to some here in the near future.

Here are some posts that have helped pave the way for this essay:

(Photo credit  istock)

Om Mani Padme Hum: Compassion, Charity, and a Headache

This was potentially the hardest piece of writing I have ever tried to write.  This essay explores my difficulties coming to terms with charity and compassion within myself and my group members.

The biggest change I have made to this essay has been trying to make it more objective at the advice of Professor Bennion.  I've tried to do so, meaning I've been forced to try and make sense of it and see it from all angles.  It is still a work in progress, but I think I am getting closer.

I'm also trying to add more descriptions and make the writing more clear in general.  I'm having some of the same issues I had with "A Bus to Dharamasla" in keeping the present and past separated. 

Here are some posts that helped inspire this essay:

A Slightly Unconvincing, but Trying to be More so, Defense of Marriage

This is the third essay in my collection about me grappling with the idea of marriage while I was in India.  I had a good time writing this, though I have not done enough drafting yet.  Here are some changes I have made/want to make so far.

More setting details, a better conclusion, reorganizing material so that I am not "spilling the beans too early" as Dr. Burton says.

Here are some posts that have been foundational to this essay:


(Photo credit to Wikipedia)

Monks and Mormons

My essay "Monks and Mormons" is the second one in my collection.  It is not yet in a form I am satisfied with, but it has come a long way. It addresses my disillusionment with Buddhism as I came to learn more about it and better understanding and appreciating my own religious beliefs.  I used to think that if I were not a Mormon I would be a Buddhist, but after this summer I've learned that this is not so.  Though I still have loads of appreciation for Eastern religious philosophy and love the Buddhists I met, I am happy being Mormon.

General changes?  Trying to make it a more interesting read, making episodes clearer,  being more articulate and respectful about the differences between these two religions, and changing the title and beginning of the essay.

Here are some posts/drafts/field note entries that document the journey of this essay:

(Photo Credit Charleston Tibetan Society)

A Bus to Dharamsala

"A Bus to Dharamsala" was the first essay and only personal essay I began drafting while I was in India.  Because it has been around the longest, I've had lots of much needed drafting and work shopping done with it.  Major changes include changing characters, being more explicit about what I learned about myself on this journey, transitioning from past to present more clearly, adding more sensory detail, and fixing minor (but important) errors like calling Copernicus Copernicus and not CoPORNicus. 

Here are some important steps I made getting this essay to a polished state:

(Photo credit Audleyblog.com)

Saturday, 10 December 2011

Integrating Blogging into my Personal Essays

After meeting last week with one of my faculty mentors, Dr. Burton, I have a lot on my mind in terms of this honors thesis and ebook I am trying to create.

I sent all 87 pages of my manuscript to Dr. Burton.  He printed them out.  All of them.  They were stacked there in the middle of his desk.  It was nice to see how much work I have done, but unsettling how much of that pile still in desperate need of editing.  While I am not anticipating publishing my ebook until March, my honors thesis needs to be turned in by January 15th.  I would panic, but I don't think I have time to.

So now that I am in crunch time, where am I at?  What do I need to do?  Well, for starters I'm going to create 5 hub posts about each of my 5 essays.  In the printed format of my thesis, there will be typed URL's if a reader wants to find out more about the blog posts that made up this essay, earlier drafts, critiques, etc. to document the journey.  The eBook format will include hyperlinks.

I'm also changing up my introduction and post script to be more argumentative about blogging by acknowledged the Pandora's Box that comes with it.  I need to include more sources on blogging, though with it being such a new medium it is difficult to find them.  That should be noted in my intro.

So in addition to traditional revisions, keep a look out for some funky experiments on this blog.

(Photo credit forbes.com)


Monday, 28 November 2011

General Update

I thought this Thanksgiving break was going to be magical.  In five days, I was sure I could get all of my homework done (including reading four books), catch up on Nanowrimo, draft another essay for my thesis, revise my five essays, write a chapter for my novel by Tuesday, and draft two final papers for class.

What can I say?  I tried.

Here is what I did get done in terms of this project.  I got more active on Twitter, made lists, and downloaded Tweetdeck to my computer to try and sort through all of my tweets. 

I got somewhat caught up on Nanowrimo and searched through different writing groups.  I've learned since starting my own group that joining one that is already functioning is a lot easier that trying to get people to be as excited about it as I am...

I'm now almost finished drafting the introduction to my personal essays for my honors thesis and eBook

I also started revising my essays on compassion, marriage, and untold stories.  My goal is to have new drafts of all five of my current essays to my professors by the end of the week. 

As much as I wanted to include seven essays in this project, time is running out.  I'd like to include one more, if possible, but so far I am at 70 pages in my thesis, all of which need serious revision.  My original goal was to have all of my essays in decent drafts by December 1st.  That is this Thursday.  Crazy as it sounds, I still think I'm going to shoot for that by having an intro, acknowledgments page, and six working essays.


Discovering Twitter


Talking with Dr. Burton last week helped me understand how Twitter is a great social media resource to help me get connected with a potential audience for my eBook.  It is also a great way to find out what kinds of discussions are out there so that I can stay in the loop.  Here is a link to my profile.

Until last week I have always been a little resistant to get a Twitter account.  Isn't it just a great big Facebook status update rave?  I’m no Pynchon, but I do appreciate a little anonymity.  No one needs to hear what I ate for breakfast this morning…

But that was the same argument that I originally had against blogging, only to find that academic blogging offers a whole range of possibilities that I had not considered.  So it is with Twitter.

While being real on Twitter and having a personality is important when Tweeting, Dr. Burton helped me realize that there are ways to ensure that I am posting valuable material that others would be interested in.  I just have to think of it from their perspective and try to Tweet valuable information.  There needs to be a healthy blend between personality and focus.  Reposting blog entries, links, videos, and retweets are a great way to start.   It is also nice to attend events and comment on them while you are there.  Photos, which are something which is pretty applicable to my interests, are also easily shared on Twitter.  This means I’m probably going to visit the gravesite of my old Flickr account and update, update, update.

Monday, 14 November 2011

Self Publishing Thoughts

As Professor Burton has pointed out to me, I need to be working on the digital component of my personal essay project while I am drafting.  This way, I can promote my eBook and connect with a perspective audience before they are even finished.

I'm trying to get more connected with the writing networks available online.  I attended an online chat session a few weeks ago and found some of their blogs which have been a fantastic starting point.  I came across the blog Literary Lab, kept by writers Domey Malasarn, Scott G.F. Bailey, and Michelle Davidson Argyle.  In this blog, I found a great post on self publishing that is frank and honest about some of the ins and outs of self-publishing.  Here are some points I learned that I need to focus on as I think about my eBook.

Price- The author of this post argues that you need to put just as much time and funding into the professional look and editing of your book.  She really emphasized making the cover captivating.  I've got some photographs, but I wonder if I should start looking at this more seriously, and sooner than i thought.

And off of that point, I was not planning on charging anything for this eBook.  To me it was more important to just get the information out there and promoting my first publication than to make any money.  This blog post also talked more specifically about how much it cost to make her first book and how much she made in the end.

If self publishing book is what I want to do in the future for a career, then this would be really important to learn sooner than later.

Sunday, 13 November 2011

Revising and an Update

I am up to my head in personal essays needing serious, surgical, life-threatening revision.  I was hoping to get around to more of that this weekend, but after pumping out a new draft, "Snot and Stories" that looks at the Tibetan situation, my thoughts on America, etc, I was short on time.  I'm glad to have a new essay out, but I'm noticing a few themes I need to work on.

First, as Professor Bennion said, I need to work on being more objective in my essays.

Second, at Professor Burton's advice, I need to include a lot more setting detail.  India is sensory overload, and I need to portray that.  I want to.  I can see it quite clearly still.  I just have to go back and fill it all in.  Hopefully that brings it to life a bit better.

And third, at my own personal critique, I want to have a nicer form for my next essay.  I've been poking around in The Art of the Personal Essay, an anthology I reviewed here, trying to find a potential form I could imitate.  Reviewing the intro was also helpful.  It confirmed what I have already discovered.  Personal essay writing is downright vulnerable!  I keep coming back to Virginia Woolf.  Even though I know I'm never going to be as cool as her, and that her style just doesn't fit my voice as well as I'd always hoped it would, I want to try it for at least one.  Just to see...

Another large, overriding issue I need to work out is the honors requirements for a creative thesis.  I thought I was on top of it, but after checking out two previous students theses from the library (Emily Davis "To England and Back" and Elizabeth K.M. Busby "Life Expectant") I think I'm supposed to be working more on a fancy intro and abstract than on a more research looking paper.  Hmm...

Reading these theses was a great experience though.  Both were former students of my honors advisor, Professor Bennion.  I identified more with Emily's work and themes, but in each it was nice to see just what kind of subjects I can take up and play with in a personal essay.  It's also fun to turn the pages between the blue covers, knowing that if I finish this and do it well, maybe some kid in the future will do the same with my thesis someday. 

Monday, 7 November 2011

Back to Connecting

I've spent the last few weeks in the drafting process of my personal essays for my honors thesis and eBook.  However, as Dr. Burton as advised me, I need to continue working on connecting.  The cool thing about my eBook is that I can promote it before it is even finished.

So I've done a lot of general connecting, exploring the ins and outs in India, but it is time to start targeting people who might be interested in my essays.

What I have done so far:
  • Commented on others blogs
  • Made friends
  • Joined Twitter (here is my profile link)
  • Started sharing my writing with my family
  • Created a writing group with 8 awesome writing friends to workshop and hold discussions
  • Joined nanowrimo.  This is a site that gets you to challenge your writing goals to celebrate national writing month in November.  There is no way I will hit 50,000 words, but I am hoping to connect with other writers and get to know the students in my novel writing class better.
  • Participated in an online chat with some legit writers.  I'm going to join in again this coming Thursday.

What I Want to Do Next:
  • Comment more on other peoples blogs and find new blogs
  • Start looking into the author section of goodreads.com and try to connect with people who have similar interests.
  • Look at other writers blogs and follow forums on self publishing
  • Keep it coming! Both drafts and blog updates.
  • Review the eBook Writing about Literature in the Digital Age and start to think about how to format my own eBook

ORCA Grant Proposal Submitted!

As part of my eBook project I'm going to publish of personal essays from Dharmasala, I decided to apply for an ORCA grant through my university.  It is a grant for research and/or creative projects for undergraduates who are working with a faculty mentor.  There is 1/3-1/2 chance that I get it, which means $1,500 for me, and $300 for my faculty mentor on this project, Professor Gideon Burton.

I'm created a new page with my ORCA proposal if you are interested in viewing it.

(Photo credit goes to drawinghowtodraw.com)

Feedback from Professor Bennion

Well, I now have four rough drafts of some personal essays to include in my upcoming eBook and honors thesis.  The first essay, a bus ride to McLeod, but also through my thoughts and motivations to travel; another essay on my disillusionment with Buddhism; one on the complex nature of charity; and another on making sense of marriage.  I've been working closely with Professor Burton and Professor Bennion on revisions, and so that is the goal of this week.

But I've learned something in the process.  Personal essays are hard.  Vulnerable, embarrassing at times, soul mining, and more.  All of the ethical questions I explored in Ghana regarding creative nonfiction are staring at me right in the face.  Yet, I have to be honest.  I have to be accurate if they are ever going to get off the ground.  This is a unique opportunity for me to revisit India in a way I never was able to with Ghana, to make sense of it and create something that others can read and understand something of what I have experienced in a way that is meaningful.  

Here are some sections of general advice that Dr. Bennion gave me this week that I found extremely helpful, particularly on how to be more objective in my writing of a personal essay:

Sunday, 30 October 2011

Third Draft of A Bus to Dharamsala


A third draft of my personal essay, "A Bus to Dharamsala"
A Bus to Dharamsala:
Me

Life happens on the way to somewhere else.  For me this tends to be quite literal—public transportation.  This is one of those times: 
It was my first time in India. The pretext?  A leadership opportunity for a small international study program offered through my university.  It was a chance to do four months of undergraduate research in Dharamsala, the headquarters of the Tibetan Government in Exile and home of the Dalai Lama.  On this particular occasion the “deluxe” night bus that was supposed to take me the horrendous twelve hour journey from Delhi to Dharamsala broke down.
 It was two in the morning.

Saturday, 29 October 2011

Varanasi Scene


you are nothing
you do not exist
you are not
real.

i stood on the edge of the flooded Ganges river and tried to marvel at something.  Anything.  The sky was iron gray and the streets were black with human feces and stagnant puddles from the relentless monsoon rain, trying in vain to purge the filth from this hallowed city, Varansi.  The murky river water had risen up and overtaken most of the ancient temples, leaving nothing but some scattered, once- sacred steeples jutting out of the indifferent water.  There was no longer a clear divider between the holy river of Shiva and the rest of us—the living.  

Whatever that means.

i woke up  that morning in a dark, windowless hostel room without a clue for the time, night or day.  Megan and Hailey had disappeared for whatever reason. Into thin air.  i gasped for air and jumped up to hit the lights.  The artificial, orange ambiance was a strange anesthesia.  I war no longer dreaming.  Better to see what it is you are so afraid of, i think, but of course that is not always possible.  i thought to pray and then thought better of it before going out to find the other two students i drug with me on what i thought would be a “great, cultural experience.”





First Draft Monks and Mormons


This is a first draft of the final essay I have in my personal essay collection titled "Monks and Mormons."
What Buddhism is and what it is not:
The Dalai Lama

            Who wouldn’t want to meet the Dalai Lama?  I know I did, long before I had heard of Tibet or knew that he was associated with one of the many sects of Buddhism.  Buddhism was so vogue and sexy to me.  I dreamed of coming to India to learn how to meditate and find peace within myself since no amount of self-help books and cute motivational posters were helping much with the whole life contentment thing I was supposed to be working on.  I guess I wasn’t the only one who sought out Buddhism either, because Western backpackers flooded in from all the corners of the world to find God something else in Mcleod Ganj, home of His Holiness the Fourteenth Dalai Lama.
            My first week in India I had the opportunity to see His Holiness.  My group of fellow students and I lined up under the bright, festive prayer flags in the blistering heat among the mix of natives and tourists for hours just to watch him drive past—an important event which I mistakenly called “that Dalai Lama thing” for which I was reprimanded by a local shopkeeper.  I stood in the crowd with eager anticipation, but as initial life in India goes, I had a wave of “Delhi belly” come over me and had to sprint up temple road to find the nearest public squatter (my first public squatter if I might add, and I would tell you all about it but I think I would rather spare you the details).  By the time I made it back the Dalai Lama had long come and gone.  The crowed was dispersing back to the regular routine of life, and I pushed against the current to hear what I missed.  Some of my group members related the experience to me:  Bonnie caught a glimpse of his elbow, Kristen didn’t realize what car he was in until after he past, and lame as the drive by was, I felt disappointed the way you do when you first learn that Santa isn’t real.

Sunday, 23 October 2011

An Online Discussion on the Querying Process: And some new friends!

In addition to writing personal essays for my honors thesis, I am also enrolled in a Beginning Novel class where I am working on my first ever novel!  Last week, one of the girls in my class sent out an invite to join a live, online chat session on October 11th with a few published authors discussing the querying process at Annie Laurie Cechini's website.  It started with Michelle Davidson Argyle, talking about where to start the querying process, then Lydia Sharp, who discussed the fundamentals of a query letter, and then was wrapped up with Sierra Gardner, who discussed ways to stay organized and keep tabs on queries.  Ashley, the girl in my class, ensured us that they were friendly people and would be thrilled to share their information to those who are new to this scene, so I decided to check it out.

The archived version of the chat session I participated in is not yet posted, but I will link to it once it is.  Here are a few main things I learned:

The Best American Travel Writing 2010 by Bill Buford

The Best American Travel Writing 2010The Best American Travel Writing 2010 by Bill Buford

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

As part of thepersonal essays I am writing about my experience in Dharamsala, India this summer, I read selected essays for different models onwriting in this genre. It was hit and miss, but I have comments on a few that stood out to me in terms of content and form.

1.       Appointment in Istanbul by Henry Alford
Content:           This is the first essay in the collection.  The fact that this story took place in Istanbul is beside the point.  The moral of the story could be gained from the first few lines.  “Sometimes what you get is not what you thought you wanted.  I had just broken up with my boyfriend of ten years back in New York, and had flown to Istanbul to sightsee my heartbreak away” (1).  Of course, the narrator does not forget about the personal baggage, which is made quite clear in the last, ironic paragraph, “thanks for helping me forget about my break up” (3). 

The Art of the Personal Essay: An Anthology from the Classical Era to the Present by Phillip Lopate

The Art of the Personal Essay: An Anthology from the Classical Era to the PresentThe Art of the Personal Essay: An Anthology from the Classical Era to the Present by Phillip Lopate

My rating: 5 of 5 stars


As I have been working on some of my own personal essays from my travels in India, this has been like my Bible. I'm just going to attach some of my responses on the form and content of selected essays. It can be daunting to try and sift through the entire anthology (it is huge, I know, I backpacked it all over Europe and India) so I hope this can help someone:

Thursday, 20 October 2011

First Draft of A Bus to Dharamsala


Here is one of the first drafts of my essay, "A Bus to Dharamsala." 
A Bus to Dharamsala:
Me

Life happens on the way to somewhere else.  For me this tends to be quite literal—public transportation.  This is one of those times: 
It was my first time in India. The pretext?  A leadership opportunity for a small international study program offered through my university—a chance to do four months of undergraduate research in Dharamsala, the headquarters of the Tibetan government in exile and home of the Dalai Lama.  On this particular occasion the “deluxe” night bus that was supposed to take me the horrendous twelve hour journey from Delhi to Dharamsala broke down.
 It was two in the morning.
Things were already not going so well—including (but not limited to) having a drunk man conk out on my shoulder the entire nine hour flight from Amsterdam to India despite attendants desperate efforts to relocate him, getting a hotel door slammed in my face (reservations are apparently irrelevant) at another dead hour of night, having group members inform me last minute of their flight cancelations, and having said group members show up at the airport anyways when their flights were not in fact cancelled with zero means of contacting me.  Now this?
Two in the morning.  A twenty something year old girl with minimal leadership experience, no phone, no skill with any of the hundreds of local languages, and no university permission to be taking a night bus to start with.  Perfect.

Thursday, 13 October 2011

1st Place in Stowaway Magazine Photo Contest!

I just posted on my photography blog, but today I found out that I won first place in the photo contest through Stowaway Magazine I applied for last Fall.  Surprise!  Here it is!  No one told me!  I just discovered it as I went searching through looking at  submission guidelines this year for short stories (I'm doing something based off of my host grandma), Ha!


I took this one when I lived in Hawaii working at the Polynesian Cultural Center.  I thought that was exciting. 

Shara: Connecting and Sharing

One of the greatest aspects of my academic blog while doing my field work in India was learning how to better connect with people online.  I have come across some great people, including Shara, who is mentioned a few times on this blog.  Shara was an awesome find!  She has a great idea for a new project she is starting, a lot of the ideas coming from my own avatar framework from my Ghana project, and she could use some support! 

I just got this facebook message from her last week and thought I would include it on this blog:

Hi Rachel. How are you doing back in school? Adjusted from the awesome life of a traveler? :-):-) Just wanted you to know that I am launching a kickstarter project for a book I want to publish of writing and photography. It was thinking about your avatar concept about how we see the world differently with different parts of our personality and careers that gave me kind of an epiphany about how I document the world. When I write, I write about all the sadness and suffering and that's what I "see" in words. When I photograph, I shoot postcard-type images, the beautiful things whether it's architecture or nature and I see beauty in image. My book idea is to balance this duality. So anyway, know that your project really had an impact on me and mine. I'll be launching it next week, but I have a FAQ online if you're interested in checking it out. Once it's live (hopefully next week), if you feel inspired to share it with your friends, I wouldn't complain. :-):-)

Wednesday, 12 October 2011

Matt's Documentary!

My friend Matt, a fellow student who went with me to Dharmasala, India this last summer, is in the process of making an awesome documentary.  Here is a two minute preview of one aspect of the film.  Watch and enjoy, and make comments directly on the youtube page so that he can try to win a video contest!


Monday, 10 October 2011

Talking with Dr. Burton: Project Updates!

After talking with Dr. Burton, my faculty mentor for my field study project and overseer or my Digital Civilization course contract, I've learned a few things about where I am and where I need to go from here:

First, I need to draft, draft, draft my personal essays!  So far I have been able to do two, but I have a tentative date to be semi finished with them by December 1st so I can get on to the digital aspect of them and create my eBook.  I've been a terrible perfectionist lately, and Dr. Burton had to talk me off the ledge and let me know that I should be sending him stuff early on in the process.  Personal essays are just so vulnerable, and I think that it is scary!  I'm overcoming that though.  It should be a good exercise in general to stop editing like mad, especially if I am going in the wrong direction.

I also learned that as I am drafting these essays, I need to be thinking about audience and basically market my essays- sell my product before it is finished. 

To do this I need to first, believe it is possible, and second, figure out how to do it.

Thursday, 6 October 2011

Why I Switched to an eReader (And why Nook Color instead of a Kindle)


In light of some of my realizations about “going digital,” I thought I would dedicate a post to talking about how I converted to a Nook Color eReader.    

Like most of us (I think), I was a little apprehensive about the switch.  It was not an easy decision.  I love the feel of books.  I love the way they smell and being able to scribble in the margins and turn the pages to my heart’s content.  I disliked reading anything on a computer monitor, and was irritated that some books are actually more expensive in an eBook format than the regular used print editions on Amazon.  

So what changed?

Honestly, I think I was forced to reconsider since I was going to India and had fourteen books I was supposed to take with me.  When you plan on backpacking all over India and Europe, carrying that much weight is suicide.  I thought a lot about the Amazon Kindle but ended up getting a Nook Color based on this review that my dad sent me from the Chicago Times.

The review is great, but I thought I would give my own thoughts on owning a Nook Color and how it has changed my reading experience.

Social Media vs Conventional Academia?


Since coming home from India I have given a lot more thought to this whole social media question in an educational setting.  Until recently I did not realize that sometimes my thoughts on the benefits of the emerging digital culture are not just different from conventional forms of learning, but they are in outright opposition to the traditional education model. 

The first week of school I picked up a copy of the Daily Universe and noted the first page article, “BYU professors turning to social media.”  Because this is in my realm of interests and I have had a great experience with it in India and Ghana, I picked it up.

I was disappointed by the article.  I think it was nice that it addressed the growing social media in classroom question, but in many ways it seemed very surface level—making me think that in general we have not fully grasped the benefits linked with social media for educational purposes.  While there were a few references to an online discussion, the article did not seem to hint that this online discussion could be held with others outside of the classroom and in the real world.  Facebook was the only type of media mentioned, which was discredited as a way for teachers to creep on students and even cause some distraction, where other resources, such as academic blogs, were not even mentioned.  Professor Parker, a religious professor, mentioned that he does not “see social media playing a large role” in any of his classes,” and I think many professors are in that line of thinking.

Wednesday, 5 October 2011

Back in the Game

Me?  Why no, I'm not overwhelmed at all.

I've been really good at letting India take a backseat to all of the rest of the madness going on in my life right now.  Taking classes while trying to tackle course work while simultaneously making meaning of an experience like India is not the easiest load to juggle, but what do you do?  Deadlines are approaching, and I know I will feel a world better once I start.

Starting is the important thing.  After meeting with my faculty mentor, Dr. Burton, I've realized that I need to get my travel essays done a lot earlier than I anticipated.  If I am to publish an eBook, I need to leave myself a lot of room to find an audience, learn formatting, find outlets for my work, and just figure out the logistics of it all.

The cool thing is that this is much more than a honors thesis.  The hard thing is that this is much more than an honors thesis.  But it is going to be so much more rewarding knowing that I am establishing my writing presence on the internet.  This, right along with my novel writing class, has gotten me very excited about learning the ropes of self publishing.

So here is a brief to-do list:
  • Email Professor Bennion two solid drafts and my coursework
  • Start drafting more travel essays so that I am ahead of schedule
  • Figure out if I am going to try for an ORCA grant
  • Decide what final outcome, other than my eBook, I would like to have to show what I have learned through my experiences with emerging media.
  • Get my personal writing group together to start talking about these topics
  • Balance coursework with my current classes
  • Keep this blog updated!


Photo credit to comerecommended.com

Thursday, 8 September 2011

Varanasi Email Home Aug 8

Here are parts of an email I sent to my parents from Varanasi:

I'm writing this from my hotel room in Varanasi.  It is a cold tiled room with no windows and stripped lime green wallpaper.  I woke up this morning and both of my travel buddies had gone out, and in the pitch black it felt something like a nightmare.

But it is not a nightmare.  Somehow.  But there is something about this city- the most intense city I have ever been in.  It is synonymous with death.  People come here from all over India to die or have their ashes burned on the ghat steps near the holy Ganges River.  Right outside of my hotel is the main funeral ghat.  There are cremations that go on there every 24/7 and the ashes swirl up and get into our food if we order at the terrace restaurant here.  You smell it no matter where you go, and sadly, it is almost a better aroma than the cobble stone allies full of shit and pee and who knows what else.  Until you have seen Varanasi it is almost impossible to believe that such a place exists. 

I will be taking another train this evening to Delhi where I will stay until my flight to France.  I am so grateful for the company....I have had no breakdowns, remarkably.  It has made me realize just how strong I have gotten since the last breakup I have been through.  I might still be in shock, but honestly, I think I've received a lot of outside help as well.  Just having the three of us is a world better than the group of seven.  There were definitely problems coming back....

....

And don't worry daddy, I know you always wanted to see the Taj Mahal.  It exceeded all expectations, and I took lots of pictures and thought of you.  I hope one day you two can come and see that place.

I'll try to keep you posted soon.  Please don't forward this on to anyone else.  I just wanted to get a chance to tell you about what is going on in my life right  now.  I'm doing remarkably well considering the circumstances.  Thank you for the love and support, as always.  Your emails in response to my diary-esk messages were very much needed.  You were the only outlet I felt like I had. 

Loves,
Rachel

Tuesday, 30 August 2011

Unpacking India


I’m back!

And by back, I mean my body is physically in Provo, Utah now, which is the beginning of the later process of my experience in India—making sense of it and completing my coursework.  Truth be told, it has not been an easy transition.  Reentry never is.

My little rendezvous across the globe were very rewarding experiences but gave me just five days recovery before classes started.  I’m still jet lagged.  My emotions have been all over, and life went on without me.  It is hard sometimes to walk down the familiar grocery store isles or through the BYU Bookstore without feeling like I want to burst and tell someone—anyone, what I’ve seen.  Four weeks ago I was leaving McLeod Ganj, my home for the last three months.  Three weeks ago I was watching corpses burn by the dozens along the Ganges River in Varanasi, picking human ash out of my hair.  Two weeks ago I was throwing grass at my friends on the lawn in front of the Eiffel Tower.  Last week I was eating gelato on the steps of the Pantheon, listening to a man play a harpsichord.

This week I am a student in the classroom again.

And next week, maybe I will have it figured out.  Like my boxes sitting in the corner of my new apartment (that I cannot unpack yet due to an unexpected flooding prior to moving in), I’m anxious to get settled.
Here are a few first steps to help get me there:
  •   Email all of my professors and set up times to talk about my course contracts (due in a month)
  •   Finish reading books for Professor Easley’s class and brainstorm ideas for a final paper
  •  Write up my summary statements on the personal essays I’ve read and email them to Professor Bennion along with some rough drafts of two of my own personal essays
  •  Get involved and organized according to my Thesis Writing Class (HONRS 300R) and set goals to work on my thesis and coursework
  •  Continually update this blog and catch up on some posts I’ve missed
  • Make personal goals to set aside time and work on drafts of my personal essays
  • Critique this blog
(Photo credit to The Tiny Life)

Thursday, 4 August 2011

Goodbye McLeod Ganj


It’s over.

My bag is stuffed to the brim, my stomach feels like the inside of an out of balance washing machine, and I am something between thrilled, depressed, excited, stressed, anxious, and completely ready to board my train for Delhi tomorrow.

I thought I would write a few of the lessons I have learned—lessons that are a bit beyond learning how to flush a squatter with a bucket or how to rattle off a few Indian and Tibetan greetings.  It will take a bit more time than that though.  This experience was many things, but at the end of the day, I am happy I came, and I am grateful for the time I had.  It is an entirely different category than Ghana.  Mahinder, our massage teacher, says that coming to India makes you grow up about five years.  I’m not sure about that exact number, but it really does change you.  

I am behind on updating this blog, but I thought I would just stop in and say thank you for all the support while I was in the field.  I will have much more posts coming, but for now I will be traveling to Agra, Varanasi, Paris, Rome, and Florence.  I’ll be back in Utah August 23rd.

(I know, right?  This is my life right now!)