an update

it's been about two months since i've written, but here's an update on what's been going on in my life this semester. i spent january and the first half of february studying for comps. the process was kind of intense and confusing. i knew i had to read within a few large themes (territories): research paradigms for literacy studies; critical/feminist/literary theory/research/practice; research on pedagogy, curriculum, and/or assessment of RWL; and cultural and linguistic diversity. in the take-home portion of comps, there would be four essay questions, one focusing on each of these territories. i also knew somewhat in advance the two morning/in-class essays i'd have to write, one a specialization question and another one a question about my studies and learnings so far.

the actual exam took place over a weekend, beginning with a four-hour in-class exam on friday, feb 17, followed by a weekend of research and writing, which was a really intense process. i felt pretty prepared for the intellectual challenge of the weekend, but i really hadn't prepared for the emotional and spiritual challenges of doing that work. i read and wrote a lot and barely slept through it. i felt so thankful to have my husband by my side all weekend offering moral support, letting me use his desk and computer when i needed, and doing every possible thing to keep me afloat (including going on an ice cream run at some point on saturday). various friends and family also offered help and support via pep talks and phone calls and texts. it really helped to feel that love and support throughout the weekend. to be honest, that was one of the most valuable things i got out of the weekend -- that feeling that no matter what happens, i have this loving, supportive group of people who will stick it out with me.

it apparently takes 4-6 weeks to get our comps results back. we haven't heard back yet, but i think we will in the next week. after the weekend was over and i'd handed my papers in, i didn't really feel relief, but more just stress and this feeling of being drained in every way. it took a couple of weeks to really bounce back. i didn't even bother opening or rereading any of what i'd written once i regained my sense of self. i'm not sure if i will reread, though maybe i should. anyway, i'm glad it's over and i'm ready for the next step.