Diaries, diaries. Scanning 1995 and wondering how I survived the ugliness in the English Department

And there's enough for a 20 page harrowing story of how I had to break the contract for the biography and spend a week with no publisher for it. I could have had Princeton but did not take it when offered. The editor at Harvard took a weekend off to the Cape rather than reading samples, so I dismissed him and still am annoyed at him. Then Johns Hopkins to the rescue.
No safety net.