Thank you for your interest in my life. Here it is in a few sentences: I got a bachelors in Neurobiology and Behavior from Cornell University in 2010. I was a very mediocre science student, instead of studying I was playing hockey and writing short stories that thankfully never got published anywhere. I got a PhD in biochemistry from SUNY Buffalo in 2015. After that, I moved to Iowa to work at the USDA’s National Animal Disease Center. About that time I started doing freelance science writing. I moved to Pittsburgh and worked at Carnegie Mellon University in 2018 while still freelance writing and editing. In 2019 I started working as the science editor at Massive Science, where I am now the senior editor.

This page previously had this long spiel about my life in science. It’s too long to just strike out wholesale so here it is.

My Life in Science:

My PhD research was on transcription factors. These are proteins that physically grab on to DNA and, through a mechanism that’s not very interesting because I didn’t work on it, either turn on or turn off a gene. One protein I worked on was a phage repressor, a transcription factor used by viruses to control, like a light switch, whether that virus stays off and lays dormant in a cell or turns on, reproduces, and kills the cell.

The rest of the time I worked on a protein called ETS1. I’m telling you its name not because it’s famous and you might’ve heard of it (it’s not and if you have you are a scientist who I probably know personally) but because I’ve spent the better part of the last decade working on this protein and could be considered a world expert on it. I’m ready to declare myself a world expert on this. ETS1 is interesting because most of the time it physically rolls up in a ball like a scared little pillbug. But, when it bumps into another protein, ETS1 relaxes, unfurls, and both proteins latch on to DNA. Here’s one paper on that. Here’s another.

My first research experience was a summer I spent working for a group of soil scientists. In a group of professors and lab scientists, my job was to drive an old pickup truck around the farms of upstate New York. Farmers gave us small plots of land to test experimental fertilizers on. To find our plots, the local mosquitoes and I consulted poorly drawn maps made by god knows who and searched among the rows and rows of corn, which gave me papercuts as I went past. In return I hacked them down with a rusty machete. I carried piles of corn over my shoulder to the truck, where I weighed myself and the corn. We also took soil samples using a soil probe, a device made of two hollow metal tubes welded into a T that I rose above my head and plunged into the earth like I was staking a vampire. Hot, dry days were terrible because the fields turned to sand and didn’t stick to the probe. But, the day after a pleasant summer rain the fields smelled sweet, the soil was soft and packed in your hand like snow, and the work was easy.

I then worked in a cell biology lab, then a tomato lab (I was the greenhouse janitor, a job I manged to get fired from). I went to grad school at SUNY Buffalo to become a high school teacher (the only thing I could think of to do with my life). I joined a biochemistry lab (Jerry Koudelka’s) and stayed for five and a half years until they gave me a PhD. I did this because the stipend for a PhD is at SUNY Buffalo is $4,000 more per year than a masters.

Afterward, I got a job at the USDA’s National Animal Disease Center in Ames, IA. Many days it smelled like manure. I worked on prion diseases like Mad Cow (prion disease of cows) and Chronic Wasting Disease (in deer and elk) (proper prion researchers do not use the phrase “Mad Cow Disease” because it is too evocative. This is true. It’s more precise and proper to say “Bovine Spongiform Encephalopathy,” aka “cows’ brains swell and develop holes like a sponge” disease. Knowing that, it’s unclear why a terrifying name like “Chronic Wasting Disease” is okay but whatever).