Page 52 of In the Net (Sin Bin Stories #5)

The stacks of shut books and sprawl of open ones scattered across the library desk is the only thing I have to show for the ten hours that I’ve spent locked up in this building today.

I’m in the second year of my PhD program at Yale. Considering the horror show that is academic hiring right now, I’ve had the goal of completing a monograph—an in-depth, book-length academic study on a specific topic—before I graduate.