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Being a freshman and even a sophomore in college was easy. This isn’t to say that the courses are easy––they typically aren’t––but, at least, I knew that I wasn’t even halfway yet. What is my major really going to be? There’s no rush, I’m not even halfway! What was I going to do after graduation? […]

When I graduated kindergarten the teachers asked every student what they wanted to be when they grew up. The result of our barely formed decisions were placed directly underneath each of our school photos in the yearbook. Some of my classmates wanted to be astronauts, others wanted to be firefighters, and some simply said they […]

“Oh, you’re an English major? So you must want to teach English right?” That’s the question that haunts most English majors the moment they hear it roll off a person’s tongue as if there could not possibly be any other path that could be taken. Though I have always resented the mere thought of that […]

“I grew up.” A story everybody can relate to. “I grew up in a small southern town.” A story some people can relate to. “I grew up in a small southern town, in a large house, with 3-5 other children, depending on the day of the week. The bus would come early, the cafeteria breakfast […]

Disclaimer: This is not going to be a humblebrag about how I am charmingly bookish. If there’s one thing an English major doesn’t need, it’s a bigger ego.  Even more, before delving into the importance of narrative (in the form of the novel), I want to point out the glaring irony that this blog post […]

Throughout my undergraduate career, I have wracked my brain with questions like: What do I find important? What do I like? What do I want to do with my life? Since my days in high school, I always figured I would become a doctor, a medical doctor, of some sort. I liked science and I […]

Becoming an English major wasn’t ever something that I had ever entirely sat down and thought “This is what I am meant to do and I am going to do it.” Moreover, it’s just something that naturally fell into place because I simply liked anything to do with the arts. On one side of my […]

I think if anyone from my high school could see me now, they would not believe my decision to not only move to Charleston, but to become an English major. I was somewhat correctly labeled as a “math and science” kid in middle school and that notion followed me throughout my high school years. It […]

Having now spent a fair amount of time pondering the value of literature, I can confidently say that my initial drive to become an English major (and my continued motivation to stay an English major) is entirely disconnected from any notions of literary value. Indeed, the more I think about this question, the more I […]