It's been a really good day. Early this morning, I got an e-mail from an editor who wants to publish the first half of my Master's thesis in a journal. Granted, it doesn't really pay, and I'm not really working on climbing the academic ladder anymore, but it's still kind of nice. I'm thinking of sending a copy to the jackass second reader who made me jump through a few flaming hoops during the final days of my Master's program. While I'm at it, I might send a copy to my advisor, who told me to give in on everything because she didn't want to bother defending me.
Boy, I'm really glad to be out of academia!
In other news, I just got an e-mail from an editor at Time Out New York
. She's contracted me to write a 500-600 word piece on walking through the Botanical Gardens and Fordham. It's my first piece in a "real" magazine, and I'm pretty excited!
I also got a new gig writing for New York Indie Scene
, an independent film blog. It doesn't pay a whole lot, but it is the first non-AOL blog to hire me and I get to put up fun little posts about old, influential movies that I think are must-sees. Good times.
I recently found Georgia scolding the cat for eating bugs. She was saying things like "Do you understand?" and "Say you're sorry." The kid perfectly copied my cadence and tone, and I had a frightening moment in which I saw "Bruce the disciplinarian" through the eyes of my child. Then I started laughing.