This comic has been floating around various agents’ and writers’ twitter feeds, and I thought it completely captured the glamorous life of an English major.
I had it doubly good, though: I was an English and Religious Studies major. And yeah, that two grand a year I got for my grad school work-study was the high point of my career. (It was even more fun than washing cars.)
Since we’ve been kind of serious here lately and that’s not why you’re reading my blog, I figured I’d share some of my glorious artwork, drawn during my freshman year (it will be noted that at the time I was still a Natural Resources major). I bring you an unsung super-hero: Major English.
I’ve been thinking about Major English ever since I first saw the cartoon on Screwy Decimal.
I would like to note the mountains of hair, brought to you courtesy of every Marvel Comics superheroine (is that a word?) and the 1980s. Apparently English Majors require gallons of “Stiff Stuff.” Nowadays I think the secret pocket for rejection letters is kind of funny, and the Jackie Collins reference dates it even more than the hair.
And now you know why I’m not illustrating my own stories, too! Because while I switched from Natural Resources into English and then added Religion, I never even once considered becoming an Art major.