šŸ“ššŸ’¬šŸ“ “…the work of critical thinking and theorizing is itself an expression of political praxis that constructs a foundation wherein individual action can be united with collective struggle.” bell hooks, remembered rapture: the writer at work

šŸ“ššŸ’¬šŸ“ “Even in academic circles it has become much more fashionable to do work on gender than work that is distinctly feminist in outlook.” bell hooks, remembered rapture: the writer at work

Deciding when to drop a paper: Rethinking my lit review about tabletop RPGs and identity development

I’ve been sitting on a paper that was “accepted with revisions” for more than 3 years. I have poked at it sometimes and worked hard on it others, sometimes hated the revision process and sometimes enjoyed it.

The purpose of submitting this paper was not actually to get it published. It was to get it submitted so I met the requirement of having submitted 2 items for peer review before my comps. Also, itā€™s not original research. Itā€™s a literature review.

My assistantships in my first 4 years of the PhD put me in a situation where my colleagues and I weren’t publishing much in scholarly journals. The first year, I helped with a lit review that I think was for a popular publication. The next three years, I worked on an immense professional development project. I’m very proud of the curriculum we created and did get some trade publication out of that but again, not scholarly publication.

So it wasn’t until my last 2 years of my PhD that I was working with other scholars on papers, most of which are currently in submission or revision. All my work for scholarly publication before that had to be solo-authored and, quite frankly, what I wrote was Not Good. It wasn’t BAD but it needed so much revision.

By the time this accepted-with-revisions lit review came back to me from the journal (it had gone to a third reviewer because one reviewer was like “Accept! Minimal revisions!” and one was like “R&R… Maybe.” Reviewer 3 basically said “Accept but with heavy revision”), I was 3 years out from the original class paper it was based on. I had barely rewritten it from that for submission because, again, I just needed to move past a PhD milestone.

I was very excited when it came back accepted with revisions, but I was also in the middle of a very stressful house-buying process, writing my comps, and only had half-time childcare, so I couldnā€™t make it a priority.

Also I was, understandably, hurt by some of Reviewer 2ā€™s pointed and accurate statements, so I set it aside for a while.

I picked it back up and made a revision plan, drawing on Wendy Belcher and Raul Pacheco-Vegaā€™s advice on how to deal with revisions but as I sorted through these changes, I began to realize that NONE of them were small. They were all large changes. Hereā€™s the kind of thing I mean:

  • Elaborate on places where I cited multiple sources and be more explicit about what they say and how theyā€™re in conversation with one another. (This is a very reasonable suggestion, and the one Iā€™ve been working on this whole time.)
  • Completely re-organize the literature review based on insights hinted at in the conclusion.
  • VAGUELY CONTRADICTORY SUGGESTIONS FROM THE SAME REVIEWER: broaden the scope to include more scholarly research; narrow the scope to focus on only one of three areas addressed in the lit review.
  • Find criticism that contrasted with the positive sources cited and described in the paper. (There wasnā€™t enough literature for that to really be a thing.)
  • Completely restructure the paper based on one of the developmental frameworks I drew on.

This is daunting as all get out, especially alone, especially when dissertating AND working (because I didnā€™t have a dissertation fellowship, I was also conducting research and writing as part of an assistantship my final year), and thereā€™s a pandemic on (that wasnā€™t until a year after the paper was ā€œacceptedā€ but still) and youā€™re a parent of a young child and you have limited childcare.

But yā€™all, the shame I placed on myself for not revising this paper.

Iā€™m absolutely still excited by the central ideas of this paper:

  • Teen library programming should support teensā€™ identity development.
  • Teen library programming around TRPGs should go beyond the idea of engagement and actually reach a level of impact where teens get to try on new personas, take imaginary risks, and figure out their own moral beliefs through pretending to be other people.

But oh my goodness I do not want to work on this paper anymore. This iteration of this set of ideas does not bring me joy.

And after yesterdayā€™s Connected Learning Summit panel on post-pandemic burnout with multiple panelists talking about the importance of centering work that feeds and serves you, I am ready to let go of tinkering with this six-year-old literature review for publication in a journal that honestly deserves a more insightful set of arguments around these ideas.

On the other hand, Iā€™ve worked hard on this thing for a few years and donā€™t want it to sit in my Google Drive collecting dust and being of no use to other people. And my colleague Maria Alberto said it was ā€œabsolutely interesting and useful.ā€

So Iā€™m going to read through it one more time and make sure it makes sense, and then Iā€™m going to publish it effectively as a pre-print/author paper here on my website and in a couple of pre-print archives as well, so it can get out there as it is.

THEN Iā€™m going to do two more things with it:

  • Use it as the foundation for some public writing. If you know of an outlet where a paper about how TRPGs support identity development would be a good fit, please let me know.
  • Iā€™m going to pocket it to support some original research, if I end up in a situation to actually collect data on the relationship between TRPGs and identity development.

Huge thanks to Sandra Hughes-Hassell for her feedback on this, the folks at JRLYA who gave me feedback, and Maria for validating me. Also to Katy Rose Guest Pryal for her advice on how to deal with research in The Freelance Academic, and yesterdayā€™s panelists for talking about doing research that resonates with your soul.

This Is How I Do It (TL;DR: Piecemeal and Flexibly)

Katy Peplin has a great Twitter thread on the difference between sharing your process with ā€œThis is how I do itā€ and ā€œThis is how you should do it.ā€

I try to write with the former attitude. Dr. Raul Pacheco-Vega does this and itā€™s one of the things I most appreciate his writing.

I thought today Iā€™d share one thing that address how I do it, wherein it = almost anything in life at all.

Piecemeal. In teeny, tiny fragments. Iā€™ve written before about parenthood and kintsugi.

Yesterday, I was thinking about how I want to write more, and I had a thought about writing that was so good, I wanted to capture it. This happened in literally the one minute before Mā€™s swim lesson started, so there I was on a deck chair by the pool with M basically in my lap (and heā€™s big, yā€™all, I love having him in my lap but itā€™s very different now), and took out my phone and typed out these words:

There will never be time to write. This is my life now. Prismatic. Fragmented. The bits inside a kaleidoscope. They make beautiful patterns and they can be arranged in new ways but they aren’t large. So how do I write in the fragments?

ā€œHow do I _______ in the fragments?ā€ is the guiding question of my life. There is perpetually a giant pile of laundry at the foot of my bed. I do put the laundry away, but I put it away one item at a time, while Iā€™m getting dressed and in between finding the things I want to wear on a given day.

Iā€™m working on binding a little pamphlet-bound notebook for M. I fold a page here and there when I can.

This is how I get things done. Itā€™s necessitated by two things: parenthood, which carries with it the eternal threat of interruption, and chronic illness, which means that while my mind loves and craves routine, my body disrupts my ability to stick to it.

So I live by this mantra: what I can, when I can.

And thatā€™s how I get stuff done.