Our columnist lists and describes the most common roadblocks faced by those pursuing science careers.
“I remember hurriedly filling out a paper copy of one school’s application, even though most of the process had moved online, just so I could complete it during a long bus ride and mail it at a rest stop. Somehow this did not get me into Harvard.”
In deciding what career to pursue, have you considered the administrative track? Me neither.
Scientists aren’t angrier than the general population, but different triggers make us mad.
Or how a trip to Walt Disney World tricked me into becoming a scientist.
If reports I’ve heard are true, in the 1970s somewhere between 104% and 109% of grant proposals were funded.
The worst part of grad school, writes our columnist, is that you can’t predict when it’s going to be over.
The worst part of networking, our columnist says, is that it feels like spending time marketing yourself in lieu of doing science.
For some nutty reason, scientists sometimes become lawyers.
In which our columnist attempts to replicate his earlier experiment in procreation.
NIH-funded training programs are helping NIH-trained scientists learn how to not do NIH-funded research.
Our columnist offers advice on presenting your work to the most difficult audience there is: children.
To be a proper scientist, is it necessary to conform to the standard template?
Many scientists worry that if they dress well, they’ll be sending a message that appearances matter more than substance.
There’s a lot we can learn from science fair projects that we can then apply to our own research.
Before going to college, I dreamed about my career options. I thought about my career options. But do you know what I didn’t do? I didn’t research my career options.
As Johns Hopkins University floats a plan to limit the number of grad students and raise their salaries, our columnist envisions an overly adjunctified world.
Here are some of this winter’s lesser-known science playthings for all ages, from the precocious little budding scientist in your family to the precocious little budding scientist who heads your department.
We scientists need to get out there and sell, sell, sell, even though salesmanship isn’t in our marshmallows.
My old grad school lab appears to have fallen victim to the same budget cuts that are killing science around the country.
The hardest part of interdisciplinary collaborations is collaborating in an interdisciplinary way.
Is it really possible to be a student of all sciences? No.
In his mid-30s prime, our columnist discusses the common traits of younger and older scientists.
In science, sometimes, mistakes are not merely good, they’re extraordinary.
Our columnist offers tips and strategies to help you, dear reader, walk out of any exhibit hall loaded down with free corporate goods.
Our sexy columnist ponders the importance of sexiness in science.
Our columnist continues to explore the craggy, often arbitrarily boldface landscape of the scientific resume.
Charged with perusing applications for an open scientist job, our columnist gets testy.
Despite what grad school admissions committees seem to believe, outside interests are good.
The overworked grad student seems to embody the most pointless aspects of graduate school.
As the wider world celebrates science’s renewed coolness, our columnist stubbornly questions the world’s right to decide.
The United States faces a severe shortage of qualified scientists—so why are there so many unemployed scientists?
If scientists just want to make the world a better place, why do they expend so much energy clamoring for credit?
The key to understanding the way the media covers science is to know the rules science journalists adhere to.
Before you pick up that next thriller novel, remember that scientists are not exactly as they are often portrayed.
Why do we require scientists to write badly? Anyway, here’s how.
Lab work left you feeling dissatisfied? Our Experimental Error columnist feels your pain.
Looking for something really different? Consider a career in alchemy, Lysenkoism, diluvial geology — or invent your own!
It’s time to reclaim the Nobel Prize for the common scientist, for those who have long considered the award beyond their grasp.
As we are training to become fully fledged scientists, we ourselves are the test subjects.
Walk through the corridors of many scientific institutions and you’ll see the results of decisions made by the hiring committee of 1962.
Our labs are science-based mini-societies — so why do we run them in the same arbitrary and bureaucratic way as the rest of the world?
How can we ensure that future students will read our names when, many years from now, they open their science textbooks on their iPad 15s?
No talented child ever says, “I want to pipette repetitively when I grow up.”
Over tea, our columnist considers what the congressional elections might mean for the prospects of science and scientists.
Our Experimental Error columnist asks,“Who are the people in your fume hood?”
Why are we most fascinated by the irrelevant aspects of science?
Collected oral histories from “A Nice Place to Live.”
Guest post on PhD Career Guide blog.
Princeton Alumni Weekly
People ask a certain question so often at Reunions that my friend Mike Korn ’00 had a T-shirt made to answer it. Now, when someone starts the inevitable “Which tent do you guys want to go to?” conversation, Mike simply points to his shirt, which reads: ANYWHERE BUT THE FIFTH.
Growing up in the ‘80s and ‘90s, I saw nerds portrayed on television all the time. Steve Urkel on “Family Matters.” Martin Prince on “The Simpsons.” Minkus on “Boy Meets World.” Sponge on “Salute Your Shorts.” Paul Pfeiffer on “The Wonder Years.” A whole gaggle of supporting nerd characters filled Bayside High on “Saved By the Bell.”
Adam Ruben ’01 explains what draws him back to campus year after year.
National Public Radio
A few weeks ago, my sister asked a simple yes-no question on her Facebook page: She wrote, “should I get the flu shot?” She might as well have posted, “should I fillet this kitten?”
National Public Radio
Graduate students need higher stipends, fewer questions from prying relatives about when they’ll graduate, and more department events with unguarded pastries. You might think the last things grad students need are more books.
31-page excerpt of the full book, available on Scribd. But you should totally buy the book.
Princeton Alumni Weekly
I’m married. I have no kids. I live in an apartment near the National Zoo in Washington, D.C., and work at a biotech company in Rockville, Md. And later this month, for some reason, I will find it very important to share this information with people I have not seen since last May.
Knowing we would attend a wedding in St. Louis, Missouri, one weekend and a bridal shower in Chicago, Illinois, the next, the two of us decided to turn the events into an excuse for a summer road trip through Illinois and parts of neighboring states from June 28 to July 4. [Coauthored with Marina Koestler Ruben.]
Includes my one-act plays “Out of Character” and “Shot At.”
Includes my one-act play “New Tricks.”
This essay shared Princeton University’s Gregory T. Pope ’80 Prize for Science Writing in 2001.