Wow. Just, wow. I can't believe I'm finally (almost) finished with grad school. I really thought that the universe was out to get me for a bit there. What with my mom's lung cancer diagnosis last year, my own near-death experience in the E.R. last month, a family friend passing away suddenly, and the entire city of Durham being without power for two days before my defense, it's kind of a miracle I passed this milestone. I'm so incredibly grateful for everyone who attended my defense talk either in person or online, and especially grateful for my committee for moving their schedules around last minute to accommodate my illness.

The private defense went a lot more smoothly than I thought it would. I had anticipated a lot of nervousness and floundering on my part, but it truly was just a great discussion about my research, where it's strong, and where it needs a little more work during the revisions.

Three of my committee members went out of their way to say how impressed they were at the state of my dissertation. Given that I got most of my data only five months ago, and that I spent a lot of time recovering from, well, almost dying, they were shocked that my dissertation was in such a prepared and succinct state. I know that I've worked hard on this, but it was great to hear that validation from my committee that the amount I accomplished is something to be proud of.

My advisors did make a point to chat with me about personal ways to continue growth. One big one is my tendency to rely on external deadlines for my motivation. Science is a very self-motivated field, and I have to find a way to push myself without external forcing. That's definitely something I will be working hard on during my postdoc.

I'll end with some really inspiring words from one of my advisors, Susan Alberts: “You owe it to yourself to finish these chapters and get them published, but you also owe it to the world. As scientists, we have the privilege to study how the world works and decide our own schedules and time, but with that comes the responsibility of sharing that work with the world. If you haven’t published it, it’s not out there.”

Phew. After taking a deep breath and grounding myself in family and rest this past weekend, it's time to get back to work. Onwards!

Well, here we are again. Three days 'til my dissertation is due (for real this time), and I think I'm gonna make it.

It won't be the best piece of work I could have put together, but at least it will be DONE! And I'll continue to improve and polish these three chapters over the next few months, with submissions to journals likely in 2024.

Meanwhile, I've moved to upstate New York on a peaceful little property that hugs a nature preserve. In between writing sessions, I've been going on walks around the pond, mucked about the marsh, and made friends with some goldfinches. I'm looking forward to having the time to enjoy the summer before the cold winds of fall blow through.

I already love it here.

​M.

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Three weeks ago, the Canadian wildfire smoke rolled into Durham. I took my dog out on a short walk, and after five minutes I felt like I'd just run a mile. Air came in gulps and my heart was pounding. I chalked it up to the smoke, some mild asthma, and again a general out of shape-ness. I bought a HEPA filter and slowly recovered.

For weeks now I've been experiencing acute bouts of shortness of breath, mostly while walking around or going up and down stairs. Generally I was embarrassed and felt out of shape, telling myself I would start exercising more after I finished my PhD on the 26th.

Last Sunday, while visiting with family and had another acute breathing episode. Even getting up to walk across the house left me needing to sit down recover. Luckily my mom was able to help me out, but we had no idea that I should have been rushing to the ER. I had a dissertation due in three days. I had a cat to feed. I didn't have time for an emergency.

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My dad is a pulmonologist. This is either a stroke of luck or the universe's terrible sense of irony.

When I called him on my drive home and described my symptoms, my dad told me to go straight to the emergency room.  He wanted to rule out a pulmonary embolism "to make your dad happy". I rolled my eyes, joked I'd only go if he paid the bill, and took the exit to Duke University Hospital.

Good thing I still had all my things with me, because I was in for a long stay.

I was in the hospital for three days, diagnosed with a bilateral pulmonary embolism---massive blood clots in both lungs. Eventually those clots would have strained my heart so much, I would have keeled over.

My dad saved my life. Had I not listened to him or to what my body was telling me, I would likely be dead.

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In a quarter of pulmonary embolism cases, the first symptom is sudden death.

I'm still reeling from the implications. Physically I'm doing fine; they've got me on blood thinners and I'm home with my cat, still planning on moving to New York soon. Mentally? I feel like my dad pulled me off a train track a second before a steam engine blew by.

I'll have to wait a bit for some genetic clotting disorder testing, but the overall consensus is that hormonal birth control contributed to my risk factors and tipped me over the edge into clot territory.

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I've postponed my dissertation defense and postdoc start date for now, and hope to jump back into writing this week.
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I'm taking a break from writing my dissertation (due in a week!) to do .... some more writing. Sounds like a wild idea but I wanted to get down on "paper" how my fast-track dissertation has been going so far.

I've written over sixty pages of text in the past three weeks, churned out dozens of figures and tables, and, okay, so I've spent a few hours watering my crops and slaying monsters in Stardew Valley, too. Nobody's perfect, and sometimes a girl needs a break.

I've got a week left until this document is due to the Graduate School, and you know what? I think I'm gonna make it. I am starting to see the light on the other side.

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Yesterday I took one of my rare trips outside my house to go to the store. I grabbed a half-gallon of milk and checked the label.

July 26. The date of my defense. I couldn't believe it. After all this time, it's almost over.

Y'all, we're officially in milk territory now.

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I've learned a lot about myself already.

I've learned that I do my best work around 11pm. I hate that this is true, but it is, and I've got to embrace it.

I've learned that I can't tie my self worth to how I write. I have to send drafts to my advisors, and they are GOING to find issues. At first it was paralyzing, but this is the only way to get better. 

I keep thinking back to an early segment of The Daily Show in Trevor Noah's run, where he says something along the lines of "Look, I'm not as good as Jon Stewart. If I were as good a host at the beginning as Jon Stewart was at the end of his career, I think that would be doing a disservice to Jon's talent."

I can't find the clip, but the memory has stuck with me. I can't expect to write as well as the papers I read now, at the beginning of my scientific career. Do I think I can just jump into scientific writing and immediately be better than everyone else? If I did, that would be pretty arrogant of me, huh? So why not cut myself some slack?

There will be flaws, and I'll fix them, and I'll get better.

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Some parting mantras for myself:

1. You've got to turn in a complete dissertation, Maggie. Not a collection of really good snippets. A whole product.
2. You've never done something like this before, so why would you expect to be perfect?
3. Your advisors want you to succeed. Take their advice and thank them profusely for the time they've spent helping you out.
4. This is simultaneously the most important and the least important project of your career.
5. You are more than your work, and you deserve to rest.

TTFN. See you on the other side.

I finally returned to the Kruger Park this past March! How lucky I am to do work with such amazing scientists and staff there, in such an incredible landscape filled with animals I never thought I'd get to see. And folks, it pays to hang out with botanists: While admiring a particularly hardy and beautiful Terminalia sericea, one of my favorite savanna trees, I encountered my first ever chameleon in the wild. What a beauty that I never would have noticed had we not stopped to smell the roses -- uh, I mean, the silver cluster-leaf!
    This trip to Kruger was much too short, but I managed to cram in a workshop, a conference, and a field course of Duke Master's students led by one of my advisors, Jim Clark. It was amazing to watch myself jump between these three professional modes (workshop leader, networker/presenter, and teacher); I think even a year ago I wouldn't have had the stamina for it. 

Savanna Soils Workshop
The first few days of my trip were spent facilitating a workshop brought together by Laurence Kruger and Norman Owen-Smith, with co-runners Emily Wedel and Arjun Potter. It was a lot of work, but what an incredible gift to have spent so much time with a small group of savanna scientists whose work I have admired for years. I learned a lot during those few days, about savannas, scientific careers, and especially how to balance so many different personalities, ideas, and relationships. 
    Some workshop takeaways:

• If I'm feeling tired, annoyed, bored, or any other emotion about a situation, person, or idea, then I am likely not alone. I felt so grateful during the workshop for the few individuals who weren't afraid to speak their mind when they thought a discussion was wrung out, or that everyone needed to go for a beer. I'll try to emulate this and be more outspoken in the future.
• I am so grateful to have genuine connections with other savanna scientists now. During my last trip to Kruger, I was just barely ready to call myself an ecologist; now, I feel like I'm a part of the savanna science community.
• When putting together workshops like this of my own in the future, I need to put diversity and intentional inclusion at the forefront of the structure. As much as I loved this workshop, there wasn't much diversity in the specialties represented (mostly herbivore and botanical researchers, with little collective knowledge on soils). Additionally, it's important that the racial and country-of-origin makeup of a workshop studying African savannas should reflect the diversity of African countries studied; there were far too many white South Africans and Americans in attendance. It's a tricky problem that stems from how our social and professional circles are structured, and I am actively trying to cultivate diverse circles from the start of my career.

Savanna Science Network Meeting
After the workshop was the 20th annual Savanna Science Network Meeting, where savanna scientists from across the globe gather to share their science and network with each other. The week was filled with so many interesting presentations, great conversations, and new friends made. Words can't describe how amazing it was to realize that I am embedded in a community of kind, intelligent, multi-faceted scientists who all want to share ideas and beers and watch the sun set together.
     If I take anything away from this week, it's (1) I should be more confident in my science; everyone loved my talk (see video recording here), and (2) I can't wait to come back next year!

​Duke Field Course
What can I say? I love teaching. I had an absolute blast interacting with the Master's students, showing them the wonders of the savanna and experiencing new discoveries with them. I even had fun spending hours gluing fluorescent strings to dried marula seeds. I need to remember the joy I feel in teaching when I consider my career. PS - Read the students' blog here!
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I also learned through these three experiences that I have become a much more resilient person since my last trip to Kruger. Criticism, conflict, and differences of opinion really don't shake me as much as they used to; whether this is through exposure therapy or a genuine increase in my confidence as a scientist is still up for debate, but I think it's a little of both.

As the title says -- I'm incredibly excited to have accepted an offer from the Cornell Atkinson Center for Sustainability to start a two-year postdoctoral researcher position in Ithaca, NY. The position starts in September, and I'll be working with both Dr Steve Osofsky at Cornell and Dr  Robin Naidoo at the WWF on a project simulating elephant movements on a southern African savanna to inform sustainable conservation and land management practices in the Kavango-Zambezi Transfrontier Conservation Area (KAZA TFCA).

I am most excited for, in no particular order:

• the chance to dive into more complicated computational challenges
  
• to meet and network with a whole new group of scientists at Cornell
  
• to work with two fabulous researchers who have already shown me they've got my best interests at heart, care deeply about conservation, and can help me learn more about the world of conservation
  
• to follow a career path bent on conserving endangered animals, unique landscapes, and important ecosystems, all while keeping human lifestyles, health, and cultural significance at the center of my work
  
• to join a postdoc program in a cohort of passionate fellow scientists from different fields
  
• snow and gorges and beautiful fall colors and making new friends in a new city
  

Stay tuned for more updates about this project as the date approaches! For now, I've got to focus on actually finishing this dissertation, since I've now compressed my timeline in half. I can do it, though!

In 2021, I was awarded the NSF Graduate Research Fellowship, an amazing scholarship that allows me to pursue my research with an above-average stipend, no teaching requirements, and no strings attached. As a way of paying forward all the help and advice I received from past winners, here are some tips from my experience. Feel free to reach out to me for help with your application, or scroll down to see my statements. Also, check out Alex Lang's long-standing website collection of GRFP advice and winning proposals.

Research Statement
Be specific with your aims and hypotheses. Include research questions, why they’re important, and what will answer them. Using the “if, then” format from middle school is honestly a great structure for hypotheses. Show that you’ll know what your results mean when you get them. 
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Personal Statement
Don’t worry about structure at first when writing. I started with an outline of everything I’ve done that would be relevant, then moved bits around and cut parts that didn’t quite fit. Keep the cut parts and, if you think they’re still important, ask one of your letter writers to speak to them. The very last thing I wrote was my opening paragraph; it took me that long to figure out what my story was.

Broader Impacts
This is its own header here because they’re really important. When I first applied, I wrote something like “I will be a role model for young women in STEM.” This is not good enough---you have to be specific about who you’ll be impacting with your research, how you’ll do it, and why.

Letters
Give your letter writers specific goals for what you want them to write. I gave my writers a bulleted list of things I had done that I thought they should mention. This will help you get the letter you need, and provide them with a structure for the letter. Remind them of important deadlines and links to the GRF formatting guidelines (especially that they need both IM and BI in their letters!) in the top of your email. Thank them afterwards, whether or not you win. They spent time and energy on you, and an email or a quick word in the hallway will mean a lot.

Timeline
I started this application around October 01, 2020. Do not do this! Start earlier to give your letter writers time; remember that they will want at least a draft of both statements, so have those ready to send them along with your CV and possibly transcripts.

Miscellaneous
Underline instead of bolding; it saves space. Get a lot of people from different backgrounds to read your statements (especially if you know any NSF GRF winners!). Remember that the NSF is funding you, not your project. It doesn’t have to be 100% the thing you’re going to be spending your PhD working towards, it just has to be a solid plan. Get advice from other winners/honorable mentions, but remember that each field has its own ideas about where a “good scientist” should be at your career stage.

This is not your time to be modest or shy. Ask for help, ask for edits, ask for letters, early and often. No NSF GRF is won by one person working alone in their office for a few months. It’s a group effort and we all lean on each other to get it done. Good luck!

Phew, am I worn out! It's been quite a week, with THREE different types of science communication speaking events on my schedule. It's been so much fun, but for an introvert like me it's been a lot of face time. I'm glad to just veg for a bit after this.

Thursday: GradX
On Thursday last week, I participated in an event through the Graduate School called "GradX". I prepared a five minute TED-style talk about my research for a broad audience, something I haven't done before. I was a bit nervous since I knew I wouldn't really be able to look at notes, but boy was it a fun time! I really enjoyed the opportunity to craft my research, which is very heavy on coding and remote sensing, into a five-minute talk that my family and friends would enjoy. The recording is here (apologies in advance for the poor audio quality and video angle), and a transcript can be found here.

Saturday: People & Nature
Saturday was the big day: A few colleagues (Anita Simha, Jon Choi, Lane Scher) and I collaborated to put on an all-day symposium for our department called People & Nature, which had originally been slated to take place in March of 2020 (shout-out to Brandie Quarles and Alex Loomis, who did a lot of the planning in 2020!). You can read more at the webpage, but in essence the symposium was about how people and nature interact, with three focuses: Ethnoecology, Place-Based Research, and Environmental Justice. We asked speakers to consider the following questions, and I think they're worthy of sharing here as well:

• Why is it important for you to jointly consider people and nature in your work? 
• What insights do you gain in your work by taking this approach?

My role was a LOT of planning, scheduling, spreadsheets, and graphic design for the announcements and flyers. I also wrote the land acknowledgement on the landing page, and gave a talk called "Beyond Land Acknowledgement", with the goal of (1) honoring the past, (2) celebrating the present, and (3) taking action for the future. I have done a lot of research on this topic, which has grown to be very important to me over the course of the past few months. I was a bit nervous to present, because at the end of my talk I asked everyone to take out their phones and either donate to a Native-led organization or follow Indigenous content creators online, but I think everyone received it well. It meant a lot to me that we not just name the peoples who had genocide committed on them here, who were cast out of their own lands, but that we take steps to right those wrongs in any way we can. See the People & Nature landing page for more resources about this action-oriented strategy for land acknowledgements!

Tuesday: Skype a Scientist
Finally, Tuesday I was delighted to be invited to video call with a kindergarten classroom in Farmville, VA, through a program called Skype a Scientist. It was SO MUCH FUN! I love teaching kids about science, and of course they loved that a lot of my presentation was about poop. I showed lots of pictures of the cool animals and plants that I encountered in South Africa, and asked them questions like "If you were a plant, how would you keep animals from eating your leaves? How would you convince them to eat your seeds?". The poop came in when we discussed the role that frugivores play in spreading seeds far and wide, and we got to play a guessing game with a marula seed I brought from South Africa. Last but not least, we did a bit of show and tell with two snakes that I am pet-sitting, Porkchop and Ghost. The kids went absolutely bananas for them, and really made me wish we could have been in person. Still, what an awesome opportunity, and I'm SO excited to get matched again. 

When I stepped off the plane in Dulles, VA back in November, the icy breeze came as a huge shock. This is figurative, of course. My plane had one of those hallway things attached to it, and I didn't get my first taste of the Virginia fall air until my parents picked me up at the Arrivals terminal an hour later. Still, it was a shock---only three days before, I had been enjoying the onset of the hot wet season in Kruger, braving 100-degree days (38-degree, for my Celsius-minded friends) to help Kruger researchers set up soil probes, speaker systems, and trail cameras. Even now, a month out from my return, I still expect to step outside into a blast of heat.

As any ecologist will tell you, the return from the field comes with its own culture shock and dreamlike reflections. I won't try to cover everything in just one post, but instead focus each snippet on one thing that I learned about myself during the course of my month-and-a-half in Kruger. Today's theme: What does it mean to be an ecologist?

Or, rather, what does it mean to me?  My PhD journey so far has been marked by my struggles to answer this question. As a mathematician and computer programmer, I mostly defined myself by what I could do, and my mental flexibility to find elegant solutions to computational problems. It has taken me a long while to rediscover a meaning behind my title; in fact, it took me over two years to become comfortable with calling myself an "ecologist".

Being at Kruger, though, has finally settled this piece of me. I've learned that being an ecologist is not about what you know, but how you approach the world. It means asking questions about the workings of things, pondering the larger cycles and considering both the past and the future of a system with equal weight. It is a special state of mind, an exciting realization that I get to study how this planet works, on every level, for the rest of my life. No matter what I do in my future, I have finally discovered my "ecologist brain"---a brain that can chew on small and large processes, long and short time spans, all at once---hiding in plain sight all along.