A PhD in three years? Maybe.

I’m an uneducated housewife.  However, I’m working on PhD-level work (at least, nobody without one appears to be doing what I’m doing, ‘cept me), so there is a small chance I will end up with one anyway.

It’s pretty clear I’ve been struggling quite a bit because I didn’t want to admit the situation was what it was.  It’s hard to accept I might have to work with people whose entire lives are devoted to views and practices regarding education that have directly made my life incredibly difficult and made educating my own children a home-based project, but I’m probably not going to be able to stay on schedule without accepting that it may be what I have to do to complete the mission.

So this is acceptance.  Also, about the only detailed public comment I’m making about Project Y’ this year and maybe next.


Sending fiction to the back burner (writing update)

As I’ve posted, I hoped to get a little bit of fiction published this year and start working under a pen name more regularly.  But alternatives exclude and to get some nonfiction done that I think is ultimately more important to do over the next five years, I’m just setting the idea of submitting stories aside.

I’d like to make (more) money writing fiction and see how high the tally can go, but I don’t have 72 hours a day and something nonessential has to be put aside, very hopefully temporarily.

So, on to nonfiction, which is harder, takes longer and which I can’t really post online sooner than next year unless things go super awesome for me this year.  Here’s hoping.