Gap. Year. Week. 35.
… the bovine conversations of the early evening hung in the air. Wisps of cirrus in the high western sky. It was a quiet night. … More Gap. Year. Week. 35.
… the bovine conversations of the early evening hung in the air. Wisps of cirrus in the high western sky. It was a quiet night. … More Gap. Year. Week. 35.
Every day is a new day, the first day of an epic journey. … More Gap Year, Week 33
Now a change is upon us. … More Gap year, week 32
…it felt like a request to join the US synchronized swimming team for a few minutes in the deep end. I’m holding my breath. … More Gap year, Week 31
Thank you for taking a quick look at my Gap Year blog, the inside account of my peregrinations between 2023 and 2025, spanning a former life primarily focused on medicine and a future life of letters. Peregrination! Interesting word, coined in the 15th century: a journey, a pilgrimage, a wandering. Still, I can’t help but … More Gap Year, Week 29
Technically, still week 28, by a day. The 12-month gap, to bring any newcomers up to speed, spans from January 2024, when I was employed as a clinical geneticist, to January 2025 when I hope to be a writer, thought not yet daring to be employed. This blog is my opinionated memoir of the descent … More Gap Year, week twenty something
Happy 4th of July. I lift my cup of cool pink lemonade and offer a toast: To freedom. And the character to preserve it. … More Gap Year. Week 27.
Now we wait. … More Gap Year, Week 26
Very close to the summer solstice and half way through my one-year voyage between a full-time clinical genetics practice and something to do with writing. These Gap Year posts are my secret diary (OK, not secret secret). Writers seem to be in their meeting season, though that may well be a year-long pastime. Recently I … More Gap Year: Week 24
“Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?”
… More Gap Year, Week 22