Of course I have not forgotten that a year encompasses just 52 weeks. But a gap year is more flexible than what we admire as the legal, orthodox, and obdurate movement of the earth around the sun. I retired in January 2024. For the umpteenth time, from the practice of clinical genetics (yes, that’s a … More Gap Year, Week 76
I have changed the way I read. I take a semi-sharpened No. 2 pencil to underline choice words and phrases and scrawl comments in margins. Before this year, I would never.
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Now I scrawl. Wantonly. … More Gap Year, Week 47
Reindeer began nibbling the grass in our neighborhood just after Labor day. … More Gap Year, Week 46
All leaps require a little faith. … More Gap Year, Week 39
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
Scott D. McLean, MD 