Blogging Ed D comes late to the game. I'm already a year and half into my doctoral program at the University of Maine, Educational Leadership program. And I've only just come to the conclusion that some sort of journal is required. Not required by my professors -- though it is -- but required by me if I'm to keep my experience, research, and thoughts straight. So, some do this in Hemingway-esque Moleskine notebooks, others use steno pads, Hello Kitty journals, and some actually do use their word processors and hard drives. I'll use this blog.
I'm not sure of the advantage. I've done other blogs, but they serve either a very public purpose (here) or a very well defined population (here). The settings on Blogging Ed D will be invitation only, as close to private as I can get them. Well, you may ask, why not simply use Word, or, if you must, Google Docs?
Audience ... or the illusion of one.
I tell you this is private. I tell you this is a journal. But I don't write in journals, and I don't write privately. I don't even think privately, it sometimes seems. Ideas, for me, are worked out in conversation. I can't talk or write unless I talk or write to someone. Papers are written to the professor. Articles written to the audience of the magazine. A dissertation to the committee. Who is a journal written to? For whatever reason, I find it difficult to suspend disbelief. Reality, being a social construction, has to occur within some kind of society. Blogging Ed D is that society, even if, more often than not, it consists only of myself.
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