Childress describes his personal disappointment with a piercing honesty… Academics often traffic in a tone of clear-eyed detachment, rising above the emotional fray. But there is nothing more universal than the moment when Childress realizes that his was never a problem of drive or focus; the horizon was illusory by design, moving according to someone else’s whims, continually drifting out of reach. — Hua Hsu, The New Yorker

Childress’s sense of style is really infallible.  There’s not a false step or misplaced word: his love of academic life is clearly matched by love for the craft of writing. — Ken O’Donnell

This lyric lament for the traditional faculty career that its author, Herb Childress, spent decades trying but failing to attain conveys a raw longing and naked grief that left me stunned. — Beryl Lieff Benderly, Science

Mr. Childress keenly regrets his failure, but he shouldn’t. Failure has freed him to write truthfully about an injustice few others even see. — Barton Swaim, Wall Street Journal

Lays bare the unspoken and often assumed rules of the game and sets about defining them for the uninitiated. — Eve Worth, Times Higher Education

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