Over here in reality, I will soon be “moving out of higher education in search of new challenges and opportunities” (thanks, Jobs on Toast). So I’m currently putting together what should be the most important résumé of my life... and belting the Hamilton soundtrack in my kitchen. As I’m contemplating how to compile my relevant experiences and sell myself, I’ll do what I always do when I need to get my thoughts straight: write a blog post.
And wow, is Hamilton pumping me up for this post. Let’s do this.
Over four years, we sold hundreds of t-shirts, painted faces, and made sure as many students as possible owned a green cowbell. Going in, I didn’t know anything about how to run an organization, hold a meeting, design and order merchandise, or coordinate sales. I just did it.
Meanwhile I pursued my love of the environment in my studies. I flip-flopped a few times between the sciences and the humanities, not sure if I wanted to be an ecologist doing research or a lawyer or policymaker fighting for the environment on the front lines. As a result, I took every ecology course my school offered, plus a smattering of environmental policy and government classes. I was the first student in my department's history to earn a double concentration (Ecology and Environmental Policy) in the degree. I graduated with the "Outstanding Student in Environmental Studies" award in my pocket. I was pumped up and ready to save the environment...
Then the 2016 U.S. election threatened to set their progress back years. As the president-elect’s cabinet continues to be announced, the state of the nation seems bleak for anyone who cares about the environment.
But I have to finish this Ph.D. first. Since I started my dissertation research from scratch instead of plugging into an existing project (oh, did I mention that?), my data were slow to come in, and I have a lot of writing to finish before I graduate. But as of September 2016, I have 99% of my data collected, and have started to write. I have plans to write at least four scientific publications over the next few months, three of which will make up my dissertation. With that and a steady output of blog posts, and a constant eye out for other communication opportunities…I’m doing a lot of writing.
Write day and night like you’re running out time?
Every day you fight like you’re running out of time!
Keep on fighting in the meantime--
So what do I want to be when I grow up? I’m not sure, exactly, but I know what I care about and I know what I can do, and now you do, too. I know you’d be lucky to hire me.
I am not throwing away my shot.
-> My resume. <-
I cannot believe how perfectly Act 1 of Hamilton aligned with this post. The lyrics I presented are in chronological order and actually came out of my speakers as I was writing each section. It really set the mood. I'm not normally so thoroughly convinced that I'm a badass. Thanks, Hamilton!