I dream of either achieving immense popularity by writing pulp fiction under a pseudonym or winning a nonfiction prize for a book connected with the development of higher education. Either one would do fine: popularity with the masses or critical acclaim. I dream of a return to writing.

When I was studying for my Master’s degree, I supported myself by working as a journalist, which was one of the first rewarding experiences of earning my keep through intellectual activity. At present, writing is characterised by producing a text which is copied and pasted into being from joint documents and old templates at break-neck speed, often in English.

At times in my work I represent the Finnish Education Evaluation Centre, at other times the ENQA, sometimes Finland and occasionally the whole of Europe. I dream of a return to expressing myself, my own voice; I dream that I could shape my thoughts at my own pace into whole sentences in my native language, and someone would then read and understand them.