Christine Streeter, PhD
Research
Christine’s research examines precarious funding, emotional labour, and working conditions in care sectors, using feminist political economy to understand how risk and responsibility are shifted onto workers.
Public Scholarship
Scholar Culture extends this research into higher education, exploring how productivity culture shapes how students learn, work, and cope under conditions of uncertainty.
I offer online courses, one-on-one support and free resources.
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I’ve been following you for a while. I have done your writing challenge and your Scholar Refresh, have read some books you’ve recommend. And I want you to know (having little to no guidance in my 5-year PhD) you have helped me a lot in pushing through and not giving up. I’m sure you’ve helped others too. This is so important. Thank you.
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Your page has been incredibly helpful in navigating my own journey into motherhood while doing my PhD.
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You’re building a community for women in academia who, like me, are frequently cautioned against concurrent parenthood and graduate school. Thank you for providing us a glimpse of what achieving those goals simultaneously can look like.
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Never did I ever think that I would be writing enough to need a tracker for all the papers I’m working on. Some are still just ideas scribbled in a notebook. Some are half-finished outlines. Some are sitting in draft form waiting for another round of revisions. A few are finally submitted. Others are done and simply waiting to be published.
It can be hard to keep track of it all.
This little tracker helps me see the full picture. It reminds me that progress isn’t just a publication, it’s an idea becoming an outline, an outline becoming a draft, and a draft becoming something worth sharing with the world. Looking at all these projects in one place is equal parts exciting, overwhelming, and deeply motivating.
A good reminder that scholarship is rarely one paper at a time. It’s a collection of conversations unfolding over years.
I look at these photos and remember each conference, presentation and poster but I also remember my babies, my pregnancies, the sleepless night, the nausea, the job applications, the uncertainty, the excitement, the disappointment, the losses. Grateful for this wild ride!
I went to a social work education conference in Ottawa this week expecting to present my poster, attend sessions, connect with people, and come home with pages of notes and ideas.
Instead, I got norovirus.
I spent most of the conference in my hotel room and missed opportunities I was genuinely excited about. I came home disappointed.
For a few days, I kept trying to find the lesson. Maybe there isn’t one.
Sometimes things don’t go according to plan.
Sometimes you’re sick. Sometimes you’re grieving. Sometimes you’re disappointed.
And then eventually, you get up, catch the train home, unpack your bag, and start again.
Not because you’re inspired.
Not because you’re ready.
Simply because that’s what comes next.
I was lucky enough to have someone tell me these things, but in case you don’t…. this is me passing along the message 🤍
Last week my previous PhD supervisor and I were honoured to give a conference talk at the University of Sussex, centre for social work innovation and research in the UK, online, so we were up early! Here is a glimpse of what goes on at my desk while presenting, are you similar or am I just crazy 🙃?
I haven’t been here in a month. Unintentionaly. It been a lot. I keep trying to grab life and it feels like it’s slipping through my fingers.
Postdoc life. Two little ones.
A move happening in the background.
Another “no” from a job I really hoped for.
And grief which has had me in a chokehold.
I keep getting frustrated because my post-doc is supposed to be a season where I read more. Write more.Think more clearly.And sometimes I do have the time.
But, I miss the version of my life where I could just sit and think.
And I also know that version doesn’t include this one.
And this one is full in a different way.
I don’t have a clean takeaway here.
Just a reminder (for myself, mostly)
that this still counts.
Even if it’s slower.
Even if it’s messier.
Even if it’s invisible.
Christine
