ok so here’s the deal with my recent absence…
for those of you who don’t know, i’m a Masters student. technically speaking, my thesis proposal was due yesterday but eleven days ago (after submitting my proposal over a month prior) i woke up to an email from my advisor saying that if i did not change my thesis, she could no longer advise me.
it was pretty much the worst feeling in the whole world. i have been laser focused on my topic for three years. this was topic that made me apply to grad school, the topic that got me into grad school, and the topic that changed my entire life.
i was in third year when i came up with this topic. i was going to do my final course essay on it, but when i went to speak with the teacher about it she heard me out and promptly stated: “this is not suitable for an undergrad essay. you’re going to grad school to do this.”
so i did. i spent a year in violent, deteriorating relationship in order to complete my final year of university. i had an address but whenever my partner was home, i was homeless. i would sleep at friend’s houses, in the library, anywhere i could to stay safe and focused. i busted my ass to get into grad school.
and then ten days out - flash. bang. it was gone.
ethics issues were the problem. the ethics of online research are not set in stone and i was told (and i quote) “if you had six months to fight with ethics, you could and you would win. but you only have six months to complete your thesis period.”
so i’ve had to start a whole new topic. out of the blue, plucked from the ether. it has been hell. i was graciously allowed an extension on my thesis proposal so it is now due next week instead of yesterday.
so consider this a cry for help. i am looking for any first person writings (be it in an autobiography, an anthology, a play, etc.), published from the year 2000 to present day, from North American cis-gendered white, Black, or Canadian Aboriginal women who have engaged in prostitution or exotic dancing.
i am also looking for any online resources (NOT personal blogs - ethics says noooooo) of the same.
if you can help, please send me a message or an ask. if can’t please signal boost.
this weekend is thanksgiving weekend in canada and i am spending it with my head buried in books and continuing the most prolonged nervous breakdown ever.
tumblr has been the most incredible community to me for the past four years. i love you all for any help you can offer 💖😘
I never, ever signal boost, ever. (You can look through nearly four years’ worth of my Tumblr activity for proof that I use this space for annoying personal shit/promotion and nothing else. I have reasons.) But Andrea’s situation combines my hatred for the institution of higher ed and my love for research, and she’s awesome, and she needs help that I can’t necessarily provide—but maybe you can!