No one ever said it would be easy being writers.
Instead, we heard things like, “So what do you plan to do with your degree? Teach?” or “A liberal arts degree is worth nothing these days.”
But we did it. We crafted our fate in a four year time starting with blank Word documents, all-nighters, and Red Bulls, and ending with…pretty much the same thing. Except we’ve upgraded to a more sophisticated caffeinated drink of herbal tea or microwave coffee.
And now here we are. Graduated, emancipated (somewhat), and situated on our butts creating this content for all of you, and us too.
So without further ado, here’s our post-grad version of the magazine we loved, and the magazine we personalized thereafter: The Metaworker.