Category: Writing

My dream was to become a writer. You know what they say about being careful about whishes because that’s what happens. Academic work is about writing different texts, which I reflect here.

My April in Mustarinda residency

I applied to Mustarinda residency in Kainuu, Eastern Finland, to work on a book manuscript about postgrowth work and livelihoods and my ethnographic fieldwork since late 2016. Mustarinda residency is managed by the Mustarinda Association, which recently won a state art prize for multidisciplinary art. When I was accepted, the prospect of publishing an academic … Continue reading My April in Mustarinda residency →

My writing routine is #BetterThanBefore

I recently finished listening to Gretceh Rubin's book Better than before: Mastering the Habits of Our Everyday Lives. It was great because I understood my own habits much better after the book. Refreshing! Rubin uses many fun categories for readers (listneres) to reflect their own ways of organising their lives. I wasn't reading it for … Continue reading My writing routine is #BetterThanBefore →

(Science) fiction and writing groups as an inspiration for academic writing

I argue that academic writing process is no different from any other writing, although the results differ. I realise writing an academic text is a different genre from writing for example a novel. As an academic reader, soon into consuming, I expect an argument (delivered here in the first paragraph). Pretty soon after that, evidence. … Continue reading (Science) fiction and writing groups as an inspiration for academic writing →

A humble homecoming

What to write after several months of silence? What to write after that? And that? Who is interested? Would I be interested? Apparently, blogging is out. Vlogging is in. Or something else that I'm completely unaware of. But it seems I cannot resist writing. As a matter of fact, it has been writing that has … Continue reading A humble homecoming →

From being a writer to writing

I’m about to attend a writing course in Oriveden opisto. It is my first get-away writing course and it feels like starting primary school. I have no idea what to expect! Although I want to take someone’s hand and ask him or her to escort me I know I need to do this by myself. … Continue reading From being a writer to writing →