order to see if similar models end up with similar lawsuits, because ultimately their breaking the same rules. Furthermore, I wanted to focus on if those lawsuits are really ethical points, or just cheap tricks to get money out of the companies. ”
Professor Keith nodded his head, as I spoke, taking down a few notes. “ I see. Very interesting, Miss Trent. I think that sounds like an excellent idea, but I ’ m concerned it ’ s a little too broad. That ’ s a lot of research for a mid-level paper, and I ’ m concerned that you ’ re going to burn yourself out before you get to the end of the semester. ”
My enthusiasm dropped marginally. Although this was why I had come to his office — for advice — I had really been hoping that he would just tell me that the topic was brilliant and give me the green light to start on it.
The fact that he was thinking it was too much work for me wasn ’ t very encouraging.
Before I dropped into total despair, however, he added, “ I think you should hold off on this one until the end of the semester. We ’ ll be having a final paper instead of a test, as you know, and I think something of this caliber is more deserving as a final essay. ”
I perked up at that. So he meant that this essay was too good for right now. “ So I should put this on a shelf and come up with something else this time around? ”
He nodded his head, smiling at me. “ Exactly. Go ahead and keep this one in mind, but given how much research you ’ re going to have to muddle through, I think you ’ ll need the rest of this semester to really nail this essay. So if you intend to keep this topic, save it for the end of the class. That way, you can research as we progress and hopefully I can offer up some sources for you to delve into along the way. ”
“ That sounds perfect, ” I told him, smiling brightly. “ But then, what should I do for this one? ”
He scratched his chin, thinking it over. “ Well, I think you need to sit down and think a little smaller. You ’ re a bright girl and very passionate and determined about learning. I like that and think those are commendable qualities in a student; however, I feel as though maybe sometimes you ’ re too busy looking at the bigger picture. You ’ re thinking about too many things. For this one, I want you to pick a narrow, highly specific topic to work from. If the essay evolves from there, fine, ” he spread his hands to indicate that he didn ’ t care if that happened. “ But I want you to start small. Think micro, not macro. ”
I nodded my head. Micro, not macro. “ Okay, Professor. ”
He offered me another smile. “ Good, good. I ’ ve got a few ideas here that you can look over for inspiration, but don ’ t worry if you don ’ t pick a topic today. You ’ ve got time to come up with something and you ’ re welcome to e-mail me or come in to see me any time. ”
I nodded again.
We spent the rest of my lunch hour going over potential topics for my essay and by the time I left, I had several promising ones. I was going to pick one when I got home and start doing some research, thinking that since I was now a little behind given my too broad original topic, I needed to spend a little more time working on it.
It also gave me a very legitimate excuse to avoid any get togethers with friends and meeting with Logan that night.
It was so perfect, I almost thought I ’ d planned it all.
I breezed through the rest of my classes that day with little event. Nothing exciting, like boys rolling into me or strange, cryptic texts from my mother or a strong, defined arm blocking my way to the classroom.
Nothing. Just boring old classes.
I stayed for a little bit after Ethics to talk with Professor Keith again. I told him which topic I was leaning towards, and he agreed that it was one of his favorites, too. As I was leaving, I noticed that several girls were glaring in my direction, and remembered once more that Professor Keith was