I am haunted by the image of the half-dead, Zombie researcher, regurgitating  conventional, humanist research methodology.  Going through the motions of efficacy but not showing any emotions.  Or voice.

Over the years I’ve been socialized into a positivist research practice that suffocates me.  I recently re-read some academic writing I’d completed and it felt like I was reading the work of another writer.  It was dissociative and disembodied, the vain clunking steps of a dancing marionette.