On leaving precarious adjuncting

by VanessaVaile

A new adjunct blog! I’m excited every time I see a new one. 2015 was a good year for adjuncts starting blogs. Rich Moser’s Be Freedom, NFM’s Majority Rule, Helena Worthen’s eponymous blog about her and Joe Berry year teaching labor education in Vietnam. and more


I just have to get it off my chest.  I haven’t told many people because they either wouldn’t understand, or they wouldn’t respond correctly and neither is sufficient for this moment in my life.  The picture above is what I looked like after crying for a day – this is what the cancelling of a contract looks like.

See, my contract was cancelled.  No biggee, right?  Part of the deal of being an adjunct – we all *know* it’s precarious.  Why should I be in any less of a precarious spot than the next person? But it flattened me in a way I’ve never been before. See, that contract had been signed – one class for spring semester. Down from three, then two, but still with the one class I’d picked up at the neighboring school, we could afford daycare and we’d make it another semester.  Summers are always tough…

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