Officially, Post Doctoral Research Fellow

AI generated phoenix from Pixabay

Starting today, that’s my new official title. Prior to my retirement from the Whittaker Library at the Royal Conservatoire of Scotland, I was seconded part-time to Research and Knowledge Exchange. Today, after a brief break, I return as a post doctoral research fellow, since I plainly can’t be seconded from a role I no longer hold.

Reincarnated / ReinKarenated

It’s strange. Today, I sit at my working-from-home desk – same desk, same research work to do, same hours – outwardly, nothing has changed, and yet everything has changed, because I retired from Professional Services and returned to Academic Services. Research is now my sole role, not a small chunk cut out of my 9-5 library existence, and I’m a Research Fellow rather than a Researcher. It’s what I’ve always wanted.

Karen has been reinKarenated, you could say.

What’s in a Name?

‘That’s not how you say my name!’

If I explain the embarrassment of my name, the pun will make more sense. My family pronounces my name ‘Kar’ to rhyme with car, rather than the conventional ‘Kar’ to rhyme with carry. Don’t blame me!

I stopped trying to correct people a very long time ago – it’s not other folks’ fault that my parents decided to pronounce my name distinctively differently. If you’d spent several decades being thought prickly for insisting on an unusual pronunciation, you’d understand why I’ve given up on that!

Call me what you like – I’m a research fellow, and I’d better get on with indexing my monograph ….

A Brief (the Briefest!) Hiatus between Librarianship and Research

Freworks

After a memorable retiral from the Library last Friday, today (Monday) is a day’s annual leave, and tomorrow is my birthday. It goes without saying, nothing work-related will be happening until Wednesday! That’s when I am officially a Post Doctoral Research Fellow.

Meanwhile – please just imagine me indulging in fine dining and more cake than usual!

Image by Steve Raubenstine from Pixabay

Librarianship Finished, Long Live Research!

I made the RCS News …. (looking back over 36 years in one job )

Well, after all the waiting and the counting down, the dawn broke on my last day as a librarian.   A retirement send-off party was organised for me.  Many kind and appreciative comments have been made, and I am very grateful.  I’ve definitely got thank you’s to be written!  It’s been lovely to learn that my efforts have been appreciated.  I’m a bit overwhelmed, to be honest!

Did I shed a tear? No, actually.  I had a hankie handy, but I didn’t need it.  I knew this day was coming, and I’m ready for my next chapter as a semi-retired post doctoral research fellow.  After a long and lazy weekend  …

The image? My final stitched countdown square.  I’ve done one a week for the past three years, and I finally reached zero! Flowers or fireworks, as you will!

Last Jazz CD to Catalogue – Penultimate Librarian Day

There was a box on the office windowsill – it was full to the brim of jazz CDs only a few weeks ago. On the one hand it was ‘not a priority’ – on the other hand, nothing would happen to the rest of the jazz CD project until this box was shifted. I retire from librarianship tomorrow, and I am cataloguing the last CD out of that box.

Result!

Lavay Smith & Her Red Hot Skillet Lickers

I now know so very, very many jazz artistes’ names. (I’ve catalogued over 2000 jazz CDs in recent years.) However, I can truthfully say I hadn’t heard of Lavay Smith & Her Red Hot Skillet Lickers until yesterday, when I picked up the CD. Wikipedia informs me she’s ‘an American singer specializing in swing and blues’, and she’s a year older than my youngest sibling. At least I’m cataloguing a contemporary female artiste, which feels a bit more relevant than some of the older guys who have been digitally remastered multiple times on multiple labels!

And the Handover Document(s)

I’ve been compiling this masterpiece for twelve months. It looks pretty comprehensive, but I’m sure there will be things I consider so run-of-the-mill that I haven’t mentioned them. I’ve done my best. There’s also a document about cataloguing music items, and a final document with examples of things catalogued.  Sheet music, CDs, Sammelbander – oh, it’s all there. I can’t download my entire career’s knowledge and experience, but these documents might help.

I hope my successors find these at least slightly useful!

To be truthful, I don’t know what I’ll do at work tomorrow morning. I’ve never retired before. My son suggests it’s probably a bit like the last week at school before the holidays. I’m only semi-retiring, but maybe he’s right. (I should take a Scrabble board with me, then??)

I spent this morning indexing my book, as a scholar. Now to finish off cataloguing Lavay Smith’s CD, as a librarian!

A Social History of Amateur Music-Making and Scottish National Identity … being Advertised by Routledge!

I was all set to blog about the Librarian’s Last Tuesday, but my lunchtime discovery makes all that stuff about library owl mascots and jazz CDs seem rather trivial!

There I sat, half-heartedly eating my sushi, when it occurred to me that I hadn’t yet looked to see if my forthcoming book is advertised on the publisher’s website yet. I practically dropped the sushi in surprise (it wasn’t Boots’s best effort) when…

A Social History of Amateur  Music-Making and Scottish National Identity

There was my book looking at me! It’s the first time I’ve seen the title on the cover that I chose a few weeks ago. 

I haven’t even seen the proofs yet, and I’m still indexing it, but it’s really exciting to see its outward appearance.

Okay, it was the Performing Arts Librarian’s Last Tuesday.  But it was also the last Tuesday before I cease to be a partially-seconded researcher. In eight days I’ll be a part-time Post Doctoral Research Fellow.  Still indexing the forthcoming monograph!

Coming soon …

Jenny Joseph: ‘When I am an old Woman, I shall wear Purple’

You probably know Jenny Joseph’s brilliant poem, Warning?  It’s on the Scottish Poetry Library website.   The kind of poem you remember from time to time, and laugh wrily.

Well, I thought I’d make a dress. It’d be nice for my last librarianly day.  I cut it out this afternoon.  At that point, I realised.

What Have I Done?

I never thought when I chose that fabric … Well, too late now. I’d better get a red hat.

Fellowship Announcements: not One, but Two

My final days as a librarian are characterised by a combination of exhaustion and adrenaline. This cough is determined to flatten me, but I’m equally determined to plan ahead for pastures new!

I woke, coughing, at 3.30 am yesterday.  In broad daylight, no less.  I reflected grimly that, whilst I didn’t deny believers their joy at the summer Solstice, I personally would have preferred to have greeted the sun a couple of hours later.  I coughed, made tea, and finally got up and read a book.

My decision came back and bit me in the heel later. I needed a wee power-nap at lunchtime. In the evening, I sat down to look at my new, 1951 catalogue (which came packaged in original 1966 wrapping, addressed to the last owner) in daylight … and woke to find myself sitting in the dark.  No disrespect to the original compilers; I was just exhausted.

It wasn’t just the Coughing

I wasn’t just tired out by coughing and sleeplessness. I’d had so much excitement that I think I was just suffering from an excess of adrenaline followed by the inevitable slump at the end of the day!

All my chickens metaphorically hatched yesterday.  I can now relate that, after a long time planning and waiting, I shall be starting my new, semi-retirement role with a new  job title, and I couldn’t be happier.  I have been promoted in semi-retirement!

Post Doctoral Research Fellow

As a Performing Arts Librarian, I was partially seconded as a postdoctoral researcher.  But you can’t be seconded if you don’t hold the original post any longer, so when I retire, I will have a new part-time contract with a new title and job description. This pleases me enormously.

And in 2025, a Heritage Collections Fellowship at IASH

I’m extremely proud to have just accepted a six-month fellowship at the University of Edinburgh, at the Institute of Advanced Studies in the Humanities. Between January and June next year, I’ll be researching the archival collection of papers from Thomas Nelson, the Edinburgh publisher.  There’s something singularly appropriate about a retired scholar librarian researching an archive in  another academic library, particularly such an eminent collection. I’m particularly pleased because one of my strengths is in placing what I’m researching into its wider cultural and historical context, and this massive collection of papers certainly offers plenty of scope for that. 

To begin with, there’s that new Audible book I bought the other day – nothing to do with Nelson, but hopefully giving me understanding about significant economic trends that would have impacted their trade.  (Just let me stop coughing enough to listen to it …!)

Daily Distractions (Cough, Splutter)

He went on holiday, and all he brought me back was this measly chest infection. Well, I’m back at work now, but not entirely 100% yet. Take today. On my agenda is the intention to re-read both versions of my how-to-index-a-book guidelines, and make a start. But that couldn’t happen before a telephone GP-appointment, followed by an actual one …

Then my home desk needed decluttering, after a week’s indisposition. Finally, I remembered that I’d wanted to check a 1951 exhibition catalogue for something that had occurred to me between coughing fits. It was, I thought, only viewable in a handful of Scottish libraries – which would be problematical if I was keeping my intermittently-coughing self away from places where I’d be undesirable. (It’s definitely not Covid, but I can hardly wear a placard saying so.)

And then ….

I found a Copy to Purchase!

I can’t tell you how much better I suddenly feel. I’m like a child whose mum has just bought them a wee treat to help them feel better! Now I can look closely at the catalogue without embarrassing myself by coughing in a public place. I’ve wanted to get my hands on this item for ages – since I saw a library copy a year or two ago. Even though I have already written a book essay about what I found then, I now have another question to ask it, so owning my own copy will be very exciting. Hurry up, postie!

Okay. It’s lunch-time. Here’s hoping I manage to avoid distractions this afternoon!

Image (pile of catalogues) by Lutz Peter from Pixabay

Headline News! Book Progress

A Social History of Amateur Music-Making and Scottish National Identity: Scotland’s Printed Music, 1880-1951

I’ve just heard I should get the proofs of my second monograph by the end of July.

It looks as though the start of semi-retirement is going to be action-packed, doesn’t it? You might almost think I’d planned it that way, but in truth, it’s just how things have worked out.  Any planning was really no more than my thinking, ‘yes, that will probably work out rather nicely’.

I need to start thinking about indexing.  Indeed, I have made a partial start, but so far only focusing on one aspect.

Let me just stop coughing and get this beastly flu-bug out of the way, and then I’ll roll my sleeves up!

Image by Pete Linforth from Pixabay

Two Hundred Years of Muddling Through, by Duncan Weldon

I bought an audiobook.  A review suggested it might be exactly what I needed:-

Audible book review

Off sick today, I looked forward to putting on headphones and listening in bed. But I haven’t had a chance to reach for the headphones.  I’m not the only unwell one. I  had to listen for a house visit, listen for an ambulance and wait, wait, wait at the hospital. (Indeed, my own constant coughing would have interrupted listening, had I even been in a position to try!)

All is well.  Waiting on a taxi home now. But … I’m still none the wiser about British economic history, and there’s a certain irony about feeling unwell in a hospital when you’re not the patient! Who sits looking relaxed and relieved ready to go home  …