Filmmaker Magazine -
30 Apr 2019 22:00

I have a Master’s degree, but my return to school as a 33-year-old wasn’t to chase a Ph.D. In my re-entry to so-called academia, I didn’t even crack a book open. The extent of my reading came in the form of reviewing consent waivers that outlined how I couldn’t take legal action against anyone who set me on fire or threw me off of scaffolding. I told acquaintances that I was leaving town for a couple of weeks for some continuing education, which was partially true. The detail I left out ...
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