Yesterday I woke up to the sound of skype ringing. It was my oldest, bestest friend calling from London to say she’s getting married. My face still hurts from smiling! We were 10 when we vowed to be each other’s bridesmaids, and 26 when we promised to definitely let the other pick her own dress. She’ll wear purple, I’ll be in black. And I will be there, in London, in October. No matter what.
For those of you who don’t know, in the real world I’m a PhD student with a thesis that just isn’t finishing itself. I write about the role of Caribbean intellectuals in bringing about meaningful cultural and material independence in the decades since decolonisation, and I promise you it’s a fascinating subject! I loved travelling in the region, researching, and being part of a community of really smart students in graduate school. What I’m not so great at is sitting in a room by myself, month after month, quietly writing away. Blogging has been a way to reach out from this solitude and find my feet in my first year in Australia, but now it’s time to reassess. Just a little bit. When I return to England in October, I desperately want to have a completed doctoral thesis in hand. It feels like now it’s do or die. And the only way t’s all going to work out is if I slow down now and focus. I love writing The Spring too much to abandon it, but I will be cutting down the frequency of my posts to three times a week. I want to thank my regular readers for their loyalty and support. I’ll still be all over twitter, facebook, and my tumblr… so I’ll be seeing you here… and there!