So, I, um, dropped out of grad school today.
Technically, I only e-mailed my professors today to notify them, and I won’t be calling the school till Monday to make it official, but the line has been drawn, the lot cast, my road forked. I’ve taken the step and, as far as I’m concerned, I’m past the point of no return. ;)
Why? It’s not because I have (er, had) a twelve-page paper due Monday. Really. :) (Though I’m very glad now that I don’t have to write that paper.)
The core reason is that over the past couple months I’ve realized that I need to be making things for a living. Particularly books. Libraries are wonderful places, but they don’t make books — publishing companies do. And so I’m going into publishing. I’m also going to be writing, with the eventual goal of being able to spend more time on that than on the publishing. But that’s very long-term.
Anyway, with a new destination, it didn’t make a lot of sense to keep plodding down the same old path, getting that master’s in library science. If I’m not going to use it, it’s not very useful. And it’d be wasting money — the scholarship money that was paying for me, BYU’s money, everybody’s money. Not to mention wasting time — time better spent learning the craft I’m actually going to be using in my work.
But don’t I need a backup plan? Shouldn’t I have just finished the MLS anyway, just in case?
Perhaps I ought to mention here that I never graduated from high school. :) I went to high school for the full time, but as my senior year wound to an end, I found that I was short one credit of P.E. and half a credit of health. But I wanted to take AP English Language, and so I did. Without enough credits to graduate, I couldn’t, and so I didn’t. And didn’t care, really — I’d already gotten accepted to BYU, already had a scholarship, and nowhere did it say that either of those was contingent upon my graduating. Now, a bachelor’s degree later, I was right. They never asked.
All of which is the long way of saying that this won’t be the first time. ;) Sure, I feel kind of bad dropping out, but I’m following my heart, doing what I was made for. I can’t not do this.
And no, I don’t really feel like I need a backup plan. I have more confidence in myself than that. :) (I’m willing to work my tail off to make this happen, in other words.)

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