There you have it. You think it can be anything, everything, but it amounts to nothing. After working 4 years (or more in my case) you’ve graduated with an English degree, and possible a concentration in Creative Writing, and for all your hard work, hours of endless reading, scourging your eyes out to finish Canterbury Tales… you can’t get a job. Not even as a copywriter, proofreader, or a lowly assistant who gets coffee. What’s a girl to do?
Start a blog. Hope for the best and prepare for the worst. Think she can writing a novel, or something that might pay for her loans, but most likely not right off the bat.
There you have it, the Requiem for an English Major. A tale full of sorrow and despair, but still in hope of a good plot twist.