Physics Love
I was browsing Nature's (journal of general science - very prestigious to be published there) website and came across this article.
I'm not sure how long the link will stay up - the journal is weekly and the website changes accordingly. I guess it's less about physics love and more about academia love. It definitely sounds tough to have a two academic career family. It's funny, when I met my husband that first week or so of graduate school, that was the trajectory both of our lives were taking. Now, he's aiming to enter finance and I'm trying to get a job in energy policy - so we're both straying from physics academia and hopefully into jobs with many opportunities in many cities.
One of the least appealing aspects of academia for me has always been the lack of great universities in great cities. Now, I know there are the Harvards in Boston, the Stanfords in the bay area, etc, etc, but if you fail to get one of the coveted and desperately few spots at one of those institutions, you're often stuck in the middle of nowhere at a middling place doing good work. I guess I just don't love the field enough to sacrifice quality of life. It's sad when the passions of childhood give way to the realities of adulthood, isn't it?
I'm not sure how long the link will stay up - the journal is weekly and the website changes accordingly. I guess it's less about physics love and more about academia love. It definitely sounds tough to have a two academic career family. It's funny, when I met my husband that first week or so of graduate school, that was the trajectory both of our lives were taking. Now, he's aiming to enter finance and I'm trying to get a job in energy policy - so we're both straying from physics academia and hopefully into jobs with many opportunities in many cities.
One of the least appealing aspects of academia for me has always been the lack of great universities in great cities. Now, I know there are the Harvards in Boston, the Stanfords in the bay area, etc, etc, but if you fail to get one of the coveted and desperately few spots at one of those institutions, you're often stuck in the middle of nowhere at a middling place doing good work. I guess I just don't love the field enough to sacrifice quality of life. It's sad when the passions of childhood give way to the realities of adulthood, isn't it?