Reading the comments of my dissertation committee on the first draft of my dissertation must have been, I imagine, a little like being an American Idol constestant listening to the judges.
First there’s Randy, incoherent, speaking in jargon, and leaving you with no clue what actually he really thought. “Yo, yo, yo, yo dog, for ME? It was kinda weird for me, I liked how you dealt with the intersubjectivity of the objectifying power, but yo, dawg, I’m not sure that you really defined your terms, so I was a little confused when you never talked about Foucault — so for me? It was alright, it was just alright for me.
Then there’s Paula, the kind hearted one who puts a positive spin on everything — though upon thinking about it you realize she really didn’t have anything positive to say about the dissertation at all “When I read your dissertation I am just so impressed with how much material you have to work with. And you know, you’ve found your niche here when you can take those sources and really really show your scholarly sensibilities. Just make sure that you don’t try to do too much.”
And then there’s Simon. “Frankly, it was horrendous. It was old fashioned, completely derivative, there is nothing new. And I don’t know why you didn’t talk about culture — it was a mess and I’m telling you that this is not at all ready for defense — it was a bit like a paper that a smart but confused undergraduate would write. Just being honest, sorry.”
And there’s my advisor like Ryan Seacrest trying to put a good spin on it — “well, if you just ignore the tone of the comments, you’ll see that they really aren’t asking you to change all that much, it’s just some minor revisions.”
So what do you do with this kind of rejection of 3 years of hard work? Here’s the steps I recommend. First, shut down completely, knit a sweater, learn how to decopauge, reconstruct the engine on your car, just don’t think about it for at least a week.
Second, should any of your readers have published books, go to Amazon.com and read the reviews, at least 5 of which will far harsher than anything the reader said about your dissertation — cackle hysterically and reread as necessary.
Third, rant to your friends, if you’ll listen, or just have a mental rant while nursing a glass of port or whiskey:
“If those readers think I’ve thrown away six long years of my life sitting through their dammed program only to treat me like this, well SCREW THEM, I’m going to burn my dissertation and my notes and drive to Alaska and work on a fishing boat for the summer. Then I’ll go get a job in corporate America where my talents will be appreciated and get me rich. That’ll show them.”
Fourth, reread the comments and realize that your advisor may have been right. But refuse to take any commentary of Simon’s seriously. Call you other two readers and ask them what they actually meant. Agree that they were probably right.
These four steps may be enough for you, but I was not able to make peace with the criticism and begin to move forward on my dissertation until I swallowed the bitter pill that is the final step towards healing the wounds of reader criticsm.
Step five, realize that when it comes down to it, Simon is always right.