Access to my passion

Sitting in my first Access Magazine meeting, I felt like the odd one out — the lone English major sitting in the capstone course for magazine majors and minors.

It isn’t the first time I’ve felt like the odd one out thanks to my major — like any other, it comes with its own stereotypes.

People assume I love books, true, correct people’s grammar, sometimes, and get off on writing an academic essay, very false.

Even among a few peers in previous English classes, the general assumption was that I was going to become a teacher, and if I wasn’t, I was going to be one of those starving artist types. Not that there’s anything wrong with either occupation.