A little over a year ago I wrote a post titled “If I go there’s just no telling how far I’ll go.”
The answer to that is, apparently, approximately fifty-five miles: to the University of Northampton, where from Friday 1 November my fixed term contract transforms overnight from pumpkin to gilded coach. Yes, the much sought-after permanent post.
I’ve been working at Northampton for seven months now, and while I was hired under the expectation that we could probably make my post permanent, it wasn’t by any means a done deal. So I owe a great deal to the people who went to bat for me, in a time when it’s increasingly hard to convince university bureaucracies that what they need is more staff – in the humanities, no less – and I’m very glad that my institution has decided that yes, what it needs is a history curriculum that begins in 1200 instead of post-1500, and that the other qualities I bring to the table are worth investing in.
I have a lot of thoughts about (im)permanence and precarity that I’ll write about some time, but I have a bunch of teaching prep and admin to do and no time to let them take shape. And for now, I just want to enjoy this: not the end of the journey, but a new phase of it. Here’s to the next part of the road.
Oh, this is wonderful news and so hugely deserved! Congratulations!
Thanks so much!
Congratulations! So happy for you!
thanks so much!
Congratulations!!!!! Happy dancing for you!
But of course they have seen what an asset you are.
Thanks so much, Candace!
Ever forward, one step at a time .. BRAVO!