Bad Female Academic

Just Say No

When all the pressure is on saying yes (and why).

I am being “coached” this semester through Academic Coaching and Writing (as well as blogging about the experience). I’ve only had two coaching sessions, but I can say with great certainty that they…

Putting Myself First?

What role in my life takes precedence?

I went to see a good female friend of mine this week. I was feeling pretty low about not hearing about a new job and the grind of the upcoming semester. We have both been traveling quite a bit (me…

Green-Eyed Monster

Envy and hope.

It’s happening again. My Twitter and Facebook timelines are lighting up with reminders about all of the happy professional news that was announced in the Spring over those same airwaves (I know, it’s anachronistic, but it’s all I’ve got at the…

‘Mudwoman’ Review

Women in leadership roles in academia, mental illness, and choices.

Joyce Carol Oates’s book Mudwoman is an academic novel; the main character is in the first year in her role as the first woman president of a prestigious…

On Being Myself, Redux

More thoughts on “being myself” in academia.

This summer, I boldly proclaimed that I was sick of trying to fit into whatever mould I thought would lead to success and acceptance in higher education. I’ve been forced to re-examine that…

I Want to be Bad

And that’s a good thing.

This week’s Bad Female Academic’s post is, once again, inspired by a reader’s comment. From last week’s post on wanting to be paid what I’m worth (by the way, thanks for making it the first post I’ve ever had in the “Most-Read”…

More Money, Please

Talking about money and being paid what you are worth.

I recently received the following tweet:

“No offense, but maybe you should concentrate less on how to make money off teaching the masses and more on…

Child-Like

Optimism is not juvenile.

While I was back at “home” over the holidays (at my mom’s, in the same house I grew up in), I proudly told my mother about my upcoming trip to D.C. to participate in the New Faculty Majority’s National Summit, Reclaiming Academic Democracy…

Emotional Wreck

I cry. A lot.

I’ve always been emotional. I cry at all the right parts of Disney movies, even today. When I coached swimming, I would over-react when I thought my swimmers (who were all under the age of 8) had been slighted. When I started working during my…