I know I’ve been a shitty blogger with nothing interesting to say but there’s a reason for that.
I don’t do the kind of research where I hunt through the archives, trying to recover lost sources and poring through ancient black and white photographs. I’ve only done this kind of thing a couple of times in my life because normally what I study was published five seconds ago and I can do all of my research on Google Scholar and academia.edu. This is just as well because we don’t have a library or any funding for research. The idea of research is exotic where I am.
But then I stumbled across this project that was supposed to be for my personal enjoyment, and it’s been so much fun. I’m drawing genealogical trees and burrowing deep into online antiquarian book shops. I’m a typical addict. I can’t even drink a glass of water normally I have to gulp it down, dripping all over myself and making loud hen-like noises. It’s the same with these sudden interests I develop. I attack a subject and devour it. I haven’t even been watching Tucker, I’m so obsessed with this new hobby.
So this is how I’ve been entertaining myself. And then guess what? I received an invitation to participate in a conference and an edited volume… exactly on this subject. Even though it’s not my usual area of specialization at all. It was only supposed to be for fun! But apparently I’m destined to make this research public.