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To break the seriousness of the advising posts, here is some fun. Did you always want to know what sounds punches and kicks make? Well, maybe not, but I do now for a story I am working on, so the linked Onomatopoeia Dictionary comes in handy. *** Some stories that I’ve read in the last
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Rheophile had an interesting comment to yesterday’s post, listing some ways in which an advisor’s and grad student’s interests may be in conflict. – Student wants to do project with fancy technique that will benefit them in industry job search – but it’ll take a few extra months to learn, and their adviser wants the
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As MC3 requested yesterday, there will be a few posts on working with graduate students. I have been an advisor for over a decade and I think I am a better advisor for everyone involved (the students and myself) than when I started out. This sounds like a trivial statement, but I assure you it’s
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As every year in November, to celebrate the submission of NSF proposals, there are daily posts here on Xykademiqz. You can think of November daily blogging as my unofficial contribution to NaBloPoMo, a companion to NaNoWriMo. I’d like to: Start by sharing some links to some great short stories (speculative fiction): https://mariahaskins.wordpress.com/2017/10/31/short-stories-i-read-in-october/ Invite you to
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Dear NSF applicant, You have not realized your true potential to be a ruthless, blood-thirsty editor until you’ve faced the need to still cut 1/2 a page from your NSF proposals after: You’d already reworded the holy hell out of every sentence, in order to avoid dangling segments that leave a precious half a line empty
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If you want to truly care about anything, you can’t care about everything. The capacity for giving a f*ck is finite; dispense available f*cks wisely. I miss Hermitage‘s F*ck You Friday. Anyone knows what’ up with Hermitage? Last I heard, she’s been leading a productive, respectable life of a brainy academic we’ve always known her
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Apropos nothing, I remembered a post by a frugality/early-retirement blogger who is of some note in the early-retirement blogging community. She and her husband have achieved financial independence and are now homesteading somewhere in the Northeast. What matters here is her post on when she knew she’d marry her husband. The pair dated in college. In
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I was this close (imagine me holding thumb and forefinger at 1 mm distance from each other) to yelling at my graduate student. What he gave me with the words, “I am really proud of this manuscript,” was a completely unedited pile of $hit. He’s a fourth-year student, not a newbie. There were so, sooooo
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Alas, I speak not of the fun kind, the province of randy college youth… Nay… My tale goes far back, all the way to the last millenium… And it is a dark one. Every year, come October, the pearly gates windows for NSF unsolicited proposals swing open. As if in a trance, thousands of pilgrim scientists gather to worship at
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It’s Friday evening and it’s raining. I’m sitting in my car, waiting for my middle son to finish his outdoor flag-football practice. My phone is low on battery, so useless for killing time. I have with me a student’s manuscript draft, which I have been carrying around for a couple of weeks; I have done
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