A Professor's First Year: the Dark Side

By CAROLYN FOSTER SEGAL

Last fall, the dean at my small liberal-arts college asked me if I would speak to the new faculty members about my first semester. I immediately said yes, because it was my fifth year (or, FIFTH YEAR, as these probationary years loom, writ large, in my sleeping and waking dreams of tenure and promotion), and because I say yes to all academic tasks. That practice...

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