New job begins next week. I read the Chronicle fora and I get all goopy in my tummy thinking about the challenges facing me. Every time I check my email from New College, I seem to get some press release about some fabulous national recognition of some faculty member and I think "how the hell am I going to match that?" I have a lot of work to do.
I tell myself that they must have seen something worthwhile in me, something that made me desirable and made them feel I could be a productive member of the faculty. My task is to figure out what that is and do it. Sigh. A friend and I used to talk about how we always felt like frauds, no matter how well we did in grad school. I'm sure we're not alone in that and that the feeling goes on after you've achieved the degree. It must; I'm feeling it now.
The Indigo Girls were right. What would I give for my kid fears?
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