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I've decided to go back to grad school in the fall and finish my Ph.D. Drawing on jep's example, I want to use Grex to journal some of my tribulations therewith.
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Good luck.
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Cool, Mark! Hope it goes well. But if you're not going back until fall, isn't April a little early for the tribulations to start? :)
It's obviously been a while since John was in Graduate school. ;}
First, some background. I graduated from Williams College in 1989 with a
B.A. in math. During the last year, I wrote an undergraduate thesis with a
professor named Frank Morgan. It didn't go very smoothly, and I'll say
more about that later.
Though I got several offers for math grad school the next year, I couldn't
face it, so I took a year off and lived with my sister in New Jersey,
working as a programmer at a small software company. (We were writing
hypertext software for DOS - we programmers thought it was a big waste of
time, and hypertext would never amount to anything. Heh.)
Then in the spring I reactivated my applications. Most places were less
keen on me this time; my offers decreased at Michigan and Cornell, and
Princeton turned me down, though they were ready to let me in the year
before. Go figure. Michigan offered me the best deal, so I packed up and
moved to Ann Arbor in the fall of 1990.
My first year in school was hard, but I lived with two other grad students
(Paul & Steve) who became my good friends, and together we made it through
the initial sequence of courses they made us take. In those days, it
worked like this: the department defined 3 2-course sequences, which they
called "alpha courses":
590-591 Topology and algebraic topology
593-594 Algebra
596-597 Complex analysis and real analysis
(BTW, if you're wondering - I don't plan to make this item be about math
per se; just about the difficulties of dealing with grad school. So if
you're thinking about forgetting the item just because you don't like
math, well, I hope you'll hang on a little longer.)
So the department defined these 3 sequences, and the rule was that you had
to pass a 6-hour qualifying exam in two of the areas, and pass the courses
in the third. Of course, most mortals couldn't pass the exam without
taking the courses, so in practice everyone had to take all 6 courses
unless they had already taken them somewhere else.
So Paul and Steve and I took the alpha courses that first year, and helped
each other through. They were hard, and my work habits weren't very
good, but I got through. I passed the qualifier exam in topology at the
end of the first year, and the one in algebra (on the second try) in the
middle of my second year.
But then it all fell apart for me after that. I was badly depressed,
wasn't wild about the idea of being a research mathematician, and Paul and
Steve went in different directions, so we couldn't work together any more.
I also had a teaching assistantship (I had been on fellowship the first
year), which in the math department at Michigan means you teach a class of
undergraduates with very minimal help from the faculty. (I.e., I wasn't
actually "assisting" anyone.)
I couldn't settle on an area of math that I wanted to work on, and in
retrospect I was just way too depressed and conflicted to have made the
whole thing work. The second year was miserable, and I only completed two
courses (and in one of them I got a C+, which for a grad course is pretty
bad.) It wasn't my finest hour.
I stuck around for a third year, but if anything it was worse than the
second. Again I only finished two courses, and the only thing that held
any allure for me was the teaching. I quit at the end of that year,
applied for and got my master's degree based on my coursework, tucked my
tail between my legs and got the hell out.
Wow, 4 responses while I entered #5. I'll try to answer those questions as I go along. So after I quit, I bummed around a while, and then got a job working at a software company called Supply Tech here in Ann Arbor. Steve had been smarter than me and left for the Peace Corps after our second year, but Paul was sticking it out in the department. He's a hard worker, and he completed his Ph.D. more or less on time, in 1996. Paul was my roommate for 10 years, until he left for Japan in the summer of 2000. But that's a separate story. I worked for Supply Tech (which was bought by Harbinger, which was bought by Peregrine, who closed the office in Ann Arbor - so it goes) for 3.5 years, from Feb. '94 to Aug. '97. I as a pretty good programmer, I think. I didn't like the business realitites, which reared their heads a lot when the company started to get into financial trouble. But I like programming and I liked working in a team, and I especially liked that someone actually cared aboutwhat I was doing. In academia, it seems to me, you really have to be self-motivated to an almost solipsistic degree, because no one else is going to give a rip about what you do. That was one of the things I couldn't deal with in grad school the first time. But in the real world, you do things because people want them done, and - lo and behold - they actually *thank* you when you do them! And *pay* you! It was quite an eye-opener. In the mid-nineties, the cold war had just ended, and a lot of things in the scientific world were changing. Lots of money that the government had been pouring into math and science suddenly dried up (Bush called this the "peace dividend", as I recall), and also a lot of Eastern European and Russian mathematicians and scientists were suddenly free to move to the U.S. and market their skills here. So the upshot was that the job market for academics in math and physics got extremely tight. Steve came back from Nepal in 1995, and looked for a job teaching math at community colleges all over the country. He couldn't find anything at all; finally he answered an ad from the College of Micronesia on the island of Pohnpei, and being an already seasoned world traveller, when they offered him a job he went without a qualm. But that's another story. Paul, too, couldn't find much work, so he got a short term job writing statistical algorithms for the Biostats department. It didn't pan out very well, but he, like me, hung around Ann Arbor out of inertia. At Supply Tech we had two programmers, Ming and Xueqing (they are both Chinese, and speak excellent English) who both had Ph.D.s in physics. They were obviously overqualified for writing business software, but they were both good at it, and didn't resent what they were doing. They became my friends. So the cumulative effect of these events and interactions on me was to make me realize that if you get a Ph.D., you don't have to be an academic. It sounds obvious - getting a degree should expand your options, not force you into a particular small set of choices. But about 75% (last I heard) of all mathematicians *are* in academia, and of course the people who mentor you (inasmuch as they *do* mentor you) while you're in school are academics, so I had absorbed the idea that that's what I was locking myself into if I pursued the degree. It was a big barrier to my moving on, because I felt that by choosing an area/advisor, I was choosing the thing I was going to work on for the rest of my life. That's a pretty heavy burden for a 24-year old to carry around. Also, I started to believe again that I had the raw material to be a mathematician, even though the coping skills for dealing with school had eluded me in the past. I had a bad year in '96, for a number of reasons, and when Steve wrote to me that fall and asked me to come visit him in Micronesia, it was all the excuse I needed to quit Supply Tech. I hung around for another 8 months to finish a project I was responsible for (but that's another story). By that time, I had messed up my back pretty bad, and was laid up for the rest of the year. I had surgery in Feb. of '98, and went to see Steve that May, so it worked out. But then I wasn't sure what to do next.
So, this is going to sound corny, but: Sometime in 1998 I saw Tom Hanks' HBO series "From the Earth to the Moon". I had kind of an epiphany while I was watching episode 5, about the engineers who designed the lunar lander: what I'd always been most excited about in the world was the space program. I thought, wow, if I could actually contribute something to the space program, *then* I'd feel like I'd done something important. Then I'd be able to look my grandchildren in the eye and say I made a difference in the world; that I didn't squander my talents. So I thoguth about what I could do. I knew I could probably get a job at NASA or JPL as a bottom-rung programmer, but I'd had a friend who did that who didn't end up working on anything except programs that JPL sold to other people. That didn't sound so great. In any case, I figured, I had better learn some science. I sudied a lot of math in college, but almost no science. (I had read that book, "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance", when I was a senior in high school, and it turned me off of science. But that's another story.) Paul had been a physics major, so I had heard him talk about physics a little (and I had taken a high school course), so I thought I should probably learn physics. I'd digested about all The Learning Channel had to offer, so I figured the next stop for me was the University. Well, that was a big step, as you might imagine. The last time I was in school it was a miserable experience, not to mention that it was not my finest hour. So I wanted to start slow. In January '99 I showed up at a 100-level physics class and asked the professor (Prof. Keith Riles) if I could sit in. He said sure, probably thinking that he'd never see me again, or that I would drift away after a few classes. I almost did; it was stressful for me just being on campus, so for the first couple of weeks my attendance was spotty. But I got it together and got myself in a routine, and started to go to every class. I stuck with it till the end of the semester, much to the professor's surprise. I also asked a lot of questions, which at first I thought wasn't fair, since I wasn't actually paying anything for the class. But it turns out most of the rest of the class were freshmen who were too bored or too intimidated to ask many questions, and the prof *loved* it that I was so solicitous. Hopefully, the other students didn't hate me for it. :) So that went well, and I did the same thing in the fall, with the next class in the beginning physics sequence (a 200-level electricity and magnetism class). The professor (Prof. Roberto Merlin) was again very accomodating, and encouraged me to come back to school for credit. I was still in "baby step" mode, but I crossed my fingers and enrolled for winter 2000 as a "special undergraduate" - i.e., a non-degree student. I took one class, which was the equivalent of the one I had just sat through. It went well; I worked with a couple of other students, and I found that I could handle it. My attendance was nearly perfect - in the old days, I had had a lot of trouble with my sleep schedule, and missed a lot of classes. But I seem to be over that, and over depression (but that's another (long) story), so now I go to all my classes. The fact that I'm paying for them myself helps, too. :) So in fall 2000 I took two 300-level physics courses, and again worked with other students, which helps me a lot. In Winter 2001 I started in on the 400-level physics courses that are required of all majors, and I also took a math course, Math 450, "Advanced math for engineers". That may have been the first really applied math course I ever took, but even so it reminded me how much different math is from physics, and how much more comfortable I am with math. (Sorry for the littany of classes - this probably isn't interesting to most people. I'm listing them because I'm trying to show how my thinking and my confidence has been evolving over the past few years. Kind of thinking out loud; that's part of how I'd like to use this item.) Anyway, last fall I took two more 400-level physics courses and another math class, about numerical methods. That was hard, taking three at once, and I was pretty stressed out. But I survived, and made a friend out of my math prof. This term, I couldn't find any physics courses I wanted to take, so I took two math courses, one of them a 500-level grad course on Coding Theory. Both have gone well, though the grad course is certainly harder than all but one of the undergrad classes I've taken lately. But I hooked up with an electrical engineering grad student, and after every class we'd sit down and go through the notes, filling in all the details that the prof left out. That worked *very* well - if we hadn't done that, we'd both have been pretty lost a lot of the time.
During this term I started to think seriously, for the first time in a while, about going back and finishing my Ph.D. I'll try to list my reasons. Keep in mind, though, that if it was an easy decision, I would have made it a long time ago. So after I list the pros, I'll list the cons. 1. I feel intimidated around people with Ph.D.s. Not necessarily because I think they're brighter than me, but because they made it through and I didn't. I guess you can say that grad school was the biggest thing I ever failed at in my life, and that failure still nags at my cnfidence in myself. I want to prove to myself that I can do it. 2. I think having a Ph.D. will incline people to respect me more. 3. I think having a Ph.D. will help me to get a job, first at NASA/JPL, and then, if I get tired of that, somewhere else. 4. I like doing math. If there's a chance I can get paid to do math, then that chance will be greatly increased by having a Ph.D. OK, here are some cons: 1. It will take at least 3 years, I think. 2. Those 3 years will be hard, and instead I could be making easy money doing, say, business programming. Or working for JPL/NASA as a grunt. 3. I don't want to be a math researcher. A teacher maybe, but not a researcher. The problem with math research is that once you get specialized enough to prove original theorems, only a handful of people in the world can understand what you're working on, and even they might not care. You really have to care a lot yourself if you're going to enjoy your work. I don't think I have the personality for that: I like working with other people, and I like getting thanked for what I do. While I know now that it's possible to do other things with a Ph.D. than research, it's still the default course, and I'll have to buck the system some to do otherwise. 4. I'm not getting any younger. Becoming a Ph.D. student means putting other things, like starting a family and a nest egg and getting settled on hold. To some extent, this seems like a bigger deal at 35 than it was at 23. But on the other hand, I realize now what I didn't then - life is longer than you think, and it pays to plan for the future.
Actually, I think you should go for it. You sound as if you have really thought this out and you want it. Shoot for the moon!! (so to speak)
i think you should go for it too. 3 years is not a long time and it will lead you down a challenging interesting road. whereas writing business software for easy money or being a grunt is probably less likely to do that. my friend got his last year at age 40 and it was something that made him so proud of himself. year and a half later he's publishing his first book. i attended his 'congrats you got a phd' party and everyone was so proud of him. not because it's some elite category of superior people, but because it's something that people do because they really like what they do enough to go for it, and do it for themselves fueled on their inner drive. i think 35 is a good age to really start to know what you want. i have a B.A. and have no idea where i want to go from here yet. so yea - go for it!
I thought that I'd be constantly defensive and regretful when I made my decision to officially resign from Graduate school. I have major student loan debts and an MA, and that doesn't seem like a good use of a decade of my life (yeh, sure, I did other things while I was in Grad School). Interestingly, I'm not very defensive about it at all. I think that it's because I passed my Comps with flying colors and got a green light on my dissertation topic. I was literally all bit dissertation, and I thought about what I had to do (write a 200 page book), what it would get me (fewer job prospects, not more, because of the field [Linguistics]), and how much I really wanted to do it (not really), and it was enough to me that I'd proven I *could* do it if I wanted to. But I also remember that, before I got my thesis topic approved, I let my confidence eat away at me, so I can understand that part, Mark. FWIW, I don't know the other PhDs around you, but I've never gotten the impression that John would change his level of respect for me if I had a PhD, or that he generally uses that as a gauge for respect, and that's true of most of the PhDs I've personally met.
Thanks for the responses, everyone. Here's more: So I ran into Prof. Al Taylor, who was the graduate chairman when I was a grad student, and I talked with him about getting back in the program. He was very encouraging, and told me to see Prof. Bloch, the current graduate chair. I saw him after a few days, and he looked at my transcript and thought there shouldn't be any problem with my being reinstated. The secretaries helped me figure out what the right paperwork was for my case, and on the second try we got it right. So I'm officially a grad student in the fall. I went back to talk with Prof. Bloch again today, to try to nail down just where I am in the program and what requirements I have yet to meet. The most important thing I'd like to get settled is whether the qualifier exams I passed back in '91 and '92 are still valid now. He said that he didn't see why not, but he sent me to see Prof. Stembridge, the "Chair of the Doctoral Comittee" (I think I got that right). He also looked at my transcript again and said that I nearly had enough credits in the bank. Now we're to the part of the story that prompted me to start writing this item this morning. Unlike everyone else I've met with, Prof. Stembridge was *not* encouraging, nor was he much impressed with my accomplishments. He looked at my transcript and said there was only one course on there that he would allow to count toward the six I need to finish before I achieve candidacy. (After the qualifiers, the next big milestone in a grad student's career is candidacy. Getting there requires a number of things, including those six courses, passing a language exam, and taking two "cognate" classes outside the department. Most importantly, it requires picking an advisor, agreeing on a course of study, and then taking an oral "prelim" exam. The idea is that once you take your prelim, you are prepared to start doing research in your chosen area.) The document that defines the courses that are acceptable says (rather unambiguously, I think) that any 500-level and above course is acceptable, though the six courses have to be divided among at least 3 "areas". But Prof. Stembridge turned his nose up at one 500-level course and one 700- level independent study course on my transcript, saying they weren't difficult enough to count. Worse, he wouldn't commit to saying my qualifiers were still valid. He said he had "reservations". He wanted to know what I'd been doing since leaving school, and then he asked if I'd forgotten all of the material I studied for the qualifier. (I wanted to ask him if he could still pass them himself. I'm sure most people who pass the exams couldn't pass them again a year later without a lot of study.) I *really* don't want to take those tests again - I worked really hard to pass them once, and I feel like I paid those dues. He also wanted me to check with him before I signed up for any courses in the future, to make sure they meet with his approval. This is the kind of thing I really hate about school - being treated like a teenager. I'd hoped I'd gotten past that, but I guess not. So I've felt lousy and stressed out all day. I went to lunch and ordered food, but then I couldn't eat it.
the chair sounds like a real dick. (are ALL chairs dicks?) massage his ego a little and don't let him belittle you.
Don't let the old "Good Prof / Bad Prof" routine get you down too much. If you're persistent there's usually a way to achieve what you want, although you might have to put up with a few extra hurdles. A few years ago I went back and finished a long-interrupted degree, though in my case it was an undergraduate degree in the College of Engineering. Returning to student life after working for years took a lot of adjustment (for me, at least) and parts of the experience were quite frustrating. Overall, however, I'm glad I did it and I think it's likely you will be too.. Good luck..
Mark, where is it you're going to grad school? U-M? I left school without finishing my bachelor's degree. After 8 years of being a marginal student (off and on, part-time sometimes) I didn't seem to be getting closer, and so it was time to change my life. I've always regretted not finishing and not having a degree. My employer pays for classes. I looked into Cleary College last year, and I'm thinking it may be time to start looking at that, or something, once again. Another possibility is the University of Phoenix, which has on- line degree programs that might work better for me than attending classes. (Or might not. Anyway, your return to school is very interesting to me, and I definitely wish you well in doing it. There are a lot of obstacles, such as that stuffy professor you mentioned. Is it possible he just doesn't think you're a serious student? Maybe when he sees you're determined, he'll give you some more support. I have to say that, if you wanted any more admiration from me than you already have, you couldn't have picked a more certain way to get it than what you've decided to do. It's very tough to change your life and go for a better one. As an aside... are you going to post all these other "that's another story" stories someday?
Thanks oval, Mike, and John. I would be interested in hearing ways to deal with a person such as Prof. Stembridge. (I don't know how to massage his ego, I'm afraid.) I guess I could go and try to impress upon him my seriousness. He didn't seem too impressed with my transcript though. He hardly looked at the recent part, which is the part that looks the best. John - yes, UM. I guess I'll post more stories if people are interested.
Mark - my friend just got a job at NASA in Houston. Let me know if you want an "in". ;-)
re #16: > Thanks oval, Mike, and John. I would be interested in hearing ways > to deal with a person such as Prof. Stembridge. My chief advice when dealing with someone who seems as if they present an intractable obstacle to your plans is to remember that in *most* cases professors don't look forward to serving on academic guidance committees or in other similar positions and as a result they often serve in those capacities for a limited time before the job cycle ends and someone else is appointed to serve for the next period.. If you find the current occupant of any particular office impossible to deal with, the first thing to do is to see whether you can outlast their tenancy in the position before requiring a final decision. If you can, then do what you can to postpone or avoid a final ruling until the committee assignments are reassigned and another person steps in, one who may potentially be more sympathetic to your position. In the meantime the worst thing you can do is provoke a final decision that conflicts with your position. It's much harder to get a decision reversed once it's official but as long as you can avoid a final determination there's always still the possibility of getting your own way (or at least a more favorable settlement..)
Go for it, Mark. Most of the people here believe that you only live once.
Mary thinks Mark has his head screwed on straight, admires his courage, and believes that whatever decision he makes will be the right one.
Re #18: Hmmm. That does make a lot of sense, Mike. I don't know how long this guy will be the head of the committee; I wonder if there's a descrete way to find out. All things being equal, I'd like to get the question of my qualifiers settled now so that I don't worry that they'll stick it to me right before I'm about to defend my thesis. But all things *not* being equal, your advice to wait it out may make the most sense. Thanks Steve and Mary, for your support. I guess I have a real problem dealing with authority figures who seem to have infinite power and want you to do things their way. Come to think of it, maybe everyone does. But it makes me feel helpless and angry and like I have no worth at all. The last few years I've tried hard to make myself useful to other people; I thought I'd internalized a feeling of self-worth. But when I have to face someone like this, it seems to crumble. I had a hard time sleeping last night, and I'm still stessed about it this morning.
Mark, can you talk again to the other professors who were more supportive, and see if they can give you any suggestions? Maybe they can talk to the guy, or give you ideas on how to deal with him.
Talk to the prof's secretary. Years ago I figured out that the old ladies who do the paperwork are really the ones in charge, and they really only want politeness in return. The secretary (or the department secretary, maybe) won't necessarily be able to change anything, but I'd be willing to bet you'll learn something useful about the situation.
Another tactic is to find a faculty member to be your mentor/dissertation committee advisor and let him or her show you how to get through the hoops. Don't let the "rules" get in the way of getting through. With a savvy mentor and a good relationship with the secretaries, you can do most anything. I've finished interrupted degrees twice (BA, then MA) and had the setup for the PhD. It is more a matter of someone who has stature saying that he wants you for his student, than your doing things by the book. Think of the PhD system as a guild system, with apprentices and masters. You need a master to apprentice yourself to, who can tell you which of the guild rules are really rules, and which ones are just hassles to keep out the riffraff. Your master will also be able to get some of the rules bent for you, if he feels that you've met the spirit of the rule, but not the picky detail. Once I figured this out, it was a breeze to get a mentor who would work with me to get my degree from the system. There's _always_ another way to meet the requirements.
one thing I've discovered about advisors: they're finiky. I'm not always sure what makes the difference, but they will tell you totally different things in different time periods. Last year I went to see my advisor to plan this year's schedule. At the time I was in Analysis I, found it interesting, and wanted to take Analysis II. My advisor told me that class was too difficult for stupid little me who got a 2.5 in Abstract Algebra, and that I should take something else. So I signed up for the easier schedule he recommended. This year I went back in, and told him that I wanted to take the graduate level combinatorics course next year. He told me he thought it was a great idea. I'm still confused.
You're getting a lot of good advice. I think that talking to a faculty member who's an ally should be your next step.
Thanks all. I have indeed been talking with the secretaries, and one of them did tell me not to worry about any graduate-school wide regulations, because all it takes is a signature and they are waived. Thanks Sarah, for the offer of an "in" at NASA. I may call you on that. Colleen - that makes a lot of sense, to get an advisor on my side. THat is the next step anyway. I know who I want to ask, and I will do so next week. We'll see what he says. I'll also see if I can ask one of the secretaries about how to handle the situation. Scott's idea that I might learn something useful is a good one.
Sign in an employee-only area of the outpatient physical therapy unit at St. Joe's: "Do you want the man in charge? Or the woman who knows what's going on?"
Another suggestion might be to get one of those "how to work for a jerk" books. The situation is not completely analogous, but it might contain some advice on how to deal with jerks who have some authority over you.
When I read response #29, I thought this was the item in which Anne was talking about her boss, and I thought, "Not completely analogous? What do you mean?"
Well, I breezed right through my PhD, and crashed and burned when I came up for tenure. Instead of trying again at another University, I reminded myself of all the things that pissed me off about academia and swore the whole thing off for good. So as a source of advice for Mark, I'm coming simultaneously from ahead and behind. I know all about getting PhD's. Did it myself and served as advisor for four other people who got theirs. But when I failed I never even attempted a second try, and never will, though in many ways I miss being "Professor Wolter". The title has built in prestige, whereas calling myself "Dr Wolter" when I'm not an MD just seems silly and pretentious. I don't think having a PhD does much for me post-academia. Mostly people either don't know I have one, or have forgotten I have one. Occasionally I get some mail addressed to "Dr Wolter". It's always from the U of M Alumni Fundraisers, who seem to be the only people who still care. I do occasionally tromp it out to impress idiots, but most of the respect I get in my programming business is for my programming, not my degree. I think part of the difference in our motivation is the fields. You like doing math (but can program). I like programming (but can do math). Nobody needs a PhD to earn money and respect in the programming business. The math business is not the same. Maybe you really do need the PhD. Funny, I got inspired my a movie too. In my case "Hook". Problem is, I've forgotten exactly what I was inspired to do. It was either the idea of taking a year off from work to do some of my own stuff, or to dump academia and go freelance. One of the problems I had with the professor job was that once in it, my future seemed all mapped out - assistant professor, associate professor, full professor, emeritus professor, teach classes, apply for grants, publish papers, maybe jump universities a couple times along the way. A rut long and deep enough to contain the rest of my life. One of the advantages of being freelance is that I no longer know what my future will hold. Leaves more room for dreaming. Anyway, "Hook" was a inspiration for escaping the rut, I just can't remember which escape it inspired. My second cousin graduated with a PhD in Math from Berkeley and got a job for JPL. It had something to do with calculating trajectories for unmanned space probes. She said everyone thought her job was cool, but it was actually boring. She left it years ago. I have the feeling that being at NASA/JPL is kind of like being a forest ranger. Lots of people want to be rangers (outdoorsy, adventurous, authoritative, sociable). So they can get lots of really good rangers even though the pay is terrible and the working conditions are awful. They can even get lots of good people to work in crummy stupid non-ranger jobs, because they are hoping it will be a stepping stone to one of the few really cool jobs. I'm guessing my cousin had one of the boring, stupid jobs at JPL. Maybe space has gotten unfashionable enough so that this isn't as true anymore. Maybe it was never true. I'm over-generalizing from one data point. Come to think of it, I had another good friend who worked at JPL. He did a lot of design work on mobile robots for Mars exploration. He was something of a natural politician and soon advanced high enough so that he had funds at his disposal. Whenever I'd see him at a conference, it would been nearly impossible to talk because there would be flocks of hungry academics fluffing their feathers around him, hoping to attract some grant money. He actually seemed to enjoy the robot work, but I lost touch with him and don't know what he's up to. My advisor did a lot of work on the Space Station Freedom project, serving on lots and lots of committees, where they discussed all sorts of issues about how to handle large space construction projects, until the project got downsized into a small space construction project. Though I always used to think space would be the coolest thing, none of these things ever looked all that tempting to me. Re-take the exams. The exams serve three purposes. First, they ensure well-roundedness in the students - a student receiving a PhD in math should be pretty darn good at real analysis even if his thesis is in topology (some universities achieve this with exams, some with distribution requirements, many with both). Second, they ensure that students starting on thesis research have a solid foundation of knowledge to work on. Third, they weed out the under-motivated and hopelessly dim students. I remember studying for the exams as an extremely educational experience. I'd had all the courses. Reviewing and relearning all that material for a second time tied it together in my mind much more completely than the first time around. You've been away from this stuff much longer that I ever was. An excuse to review and restudy all this material would probably do you a lot of good. Plus, this is the horse that threw you last time. Are you still under- motivated? Might as well find out up front. You seem to have doubts about your own ability to pass these exams. That's a much bigger problem than some old professor doubting you. Confront them. Anyway, look at all the dopes who manage to pass them. I used to make up questions for these things, and we'd always bend over backwards to make them fair and easy. Half the purpose of the exam was already served before the student started taking it. And the people we wanted to filter out would be filtered out even by quite straightforward questions. Those aren't worth being intimidated by. You seem to be good at finding people to study with. I was never able to do that as a student - I always worked alone unless an assignment required you to work as a team. I didn't learn about finding groups to work with until I was a professor. Get yourself a study group for the exam, so you can teach it as you relearn it. Approached with the right mindset, you could have fun surveying the field with some other bright people.
Hmmm. Taking the exams wasn't the horse that threw me. In fact they were the last clear-cut requirement I had before I left, and I worked at it until until I had passed them. I will take them if I have to, but it will require at least a summer's worth of studying, I think, and perhaps a whole year. And the content of the exams has changed some since I took them, so I may have to take another course (hopefully not all 6) in order to pass them. I don't know what the ones you made up were like, but the ones I took weren't easy. I don't doubt that I could pass them, given enough work. And yes, I did learn some from studying for them. But I want to get on with the rest of the work toward the degree, so I can finish as soon as possible. I feel like I paid these particular dues, learned what's required to be a well-rounded mathematician. If I don't remember everything I knew 10 years ago, well, who does? Would that be any different if I had finished, say, when Paul did in '96?
I still consider a PhD... I got my MA last year. I like the idea of being an English professor. I think I'd enjoy it, and I actually dig the "Dr" title. I could happily teach, provided I was given a wide variety of courses and some eager students here and there. Alas, grad school killed me financially (I had an assistantship which paid my tuition, but the stipend I earned was meager). And the idea of scraping by for another 3-4 years does not appeal to me in the least. And like Mark, I think about the age issue. By the time I finished, I'd be 33/34. And professorships aren't always easy to come by. So being in my 30s, then searching for a job for years also doesn't work for me. But a PhD in math, I think, is more lucrative than a PhD in English. Not many English scholars needed at NASA. :)
Jan - do you mean "Hook" as in the Robin Williams Peter Pan movie?
Yup. The movie has many defects, and the lesson I drew from it isn't actually in it, exactly, but the feeling I was looking for sort of is. It mostly just happened to be there at the right time. I'd missed that Mark had passed all three exams. I'd thought he only did two out of three. Then I'm less inclined to think the tests should be redone, but if the department wants you to, I wouldn't consider it any great problem, and even marginally useful. Do you have an idea of what area you'd want to do a thesis in? It might be time to start building connections with the relevant faculty.
Relevant faculty is what I meant by mentor. Someone who thinks of you as "his" student is much more likely to _consistently_ help you around obstacles, as opposed to an advisor, who doesn't feel the same personal stake in your success.
Last I heard, UM paid its graduate student teaching assistants about $18K per year plus tuition and health insurance. A friend of ours became a park ranger and said he spent half his time telling people where the bathroom and the nearest coke machine were, and the other rangers did nothing with their free time but watch TV (in the Smokies and Hawaii). He became an 8th grade teacher instead. Hopefully Mark already likes the work he would be doing with a math PhD.
Re #35: The requirements were, and are, that everyone has to pass 2 qualifier exams, and pass the relevant courses in the other area(s). There used to be 3 areas (algebra, analysis, and topology) and since I passed they have added a fourth (applied analysis). I passed the topology exam shortly after finishing the course sequence, and the algebra exam (on the second try) the following January. So I did only pass 2 exams, but taking a third would have been fairly massochistic, since it wasn't required. :) I've been thinking about what you said, though, Jan, and I could study this summer and possibly pass in the fall. The problem is I really don't know how long it will take me to remember all that stuff, and I'm worried about new stuff they've added. I'm thinking about working in coding theory. Coding theory is about finding effiicient ways of encoding information to send over a noisy channel, so that it can be reconstructed on the other end even if there are some errors in the transfer. I am just finishing a course in it now. It went well, and the professor seems like a nice guy. It meets most of my criteria for an area I want to work in, which are: 1. I'd like something more discrete than continuous, and more algebraic than analytic. 2. I'd like to do something that people outside of mathematics care about, at least a little. 3. If at all possible, I'd like to draw pictures. 4. If at all possible, I'd like to be able to do some programming to support my research. Last semester, we didn't get to draw any pictures, but my understanding is that there are some codes that derive from geometric objects (elliptic curves). I plan to take a course on that in the fall. I'd also like to learn some about cryptography, though it seems that there is no one in the math department who is deep into it. But the Electrical Engineering/Computer Science department (EECS) has a course, and I could take that for one of my cognate requirements. So I plan on asking my professor from last semester if he'll be willing to work with me.
Well, I'm coming at this from what may be a whole other world -- as a Ph.D. student in Culture Studies, which is a bit of a marginalized field in its own right, but I found that the so-called "real world" of industry (working as an editor and a part-time comp instructor) didn't allow me to pursue my vocational passions the way I wanted to. Having earned an M.A. in English back in 1992, I was still stuck doing donkey-work for a living for years afterward. Then one day, on a Star Trek mailing list where I had made many good friends, I joked that I wished I could get a Ph.D. by writing a dissertation on DS9. A professor on the list wrote back to me privately and said: "You can. It's called Culture Studies." Once I found out that Bowling Green State University in Ohio had a program in American Culture Studies that included Popular Culture and English as options for areas of concentration, I knew what I had to do. I'd spent around seven years in the informal "university" of fandom, becoming involved with and passionate about that culture. I had seen academic work done on the culture of fandom (most notably Henry Jenkins' fabulous book "Textual Poachers") -- and I knew this was where I had to go to merge my obsession with my vocation. My professor friend from the DS9 list wrote one of my letters of recommendation, and after a slow start in putting together my application, I was tapped for a teaching assistantship. Grad school certainly hasn't been all fun and games. I was 35 when I started; I'm 37 now and have a three-month-old son. Life is only going to get more complex from here on, but I love what I'm doing. I'm helping to edit a collection of scholarly essays on slash fiction, and I start on my dissertation in the fall. I would encourage anyone who wants a Ph.D. to do it. I'm sure that some schools and some departments are tougher than others, but for me anyway, this really was something that I felt strongly "called" to do (as weird as that sounds). I love the idea of writing pointy-headed research on TV shows for the rest of my life ... in between writing fanfic epics, of course. So my advice is the old Joseph Campbell saw "follow your bliss" -- and don't let a couple of cranky faculty members get you down (you'll find them everywhere). You will find support from mentors in your field when and where you need it -- if you keep looking.
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