Friday, February 10, 2006
Writing chapter 2
When I took my first qualitative research course, we did a research on doctoral students' leisure time. The professor, Dr. Mirka Koro-Ljungberg had already completed the Institutional Review Board (IRB) documents for us and we went out to complete our first interviews ever (at least in my case). During that semester we also studied alternative ways of representing data, and taking the codes from the transcriptions of the interviews, I wrote the following poem:
Writing chapter two is like a recursive process. I research and write, research and rewrite. I go back to the papers I've read so many times to read them again, to search for more ideas, to search for better ways of saying what I want to say. I read, I write, I reread, I rewrite. I go back to the library to check for more sources, to make sure I have what I need. -- Have I missed something? -- And I look at this poem on the wall by my desk, and it amazes me that I wrote it in Summer 2003 and now two years later it is still as true as it was before.
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Writing chapter two is like a recursive process. I research and write, research and rewrite. I go back to the papers I've read so many times to read them again, to search for more ideas, to search for better ways of saying what I want to say. I read, I write, I reread, I rewrite. I go back to the library to check for more sources, to make sure I have what I need. -- Have I missed something? -- And I look at this poem on the wall by my desk, and it amazes me that I wrote it in Summer 2003 and now two years later it is still as true as it was before.
