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.