“When I was in graduate school when I Was at Oxford when I was working on My doctorate at the Sorbonne when I Was on my fellowship when I was hiking
The Andes on my gap year learning from The Colourful Natives when I received The Something-Something Prize for Young Poets From The Oppressed Grant Recipients’ Front…”
One notices that
Literary articles never begin with “When I was busting my knuckles on the drilling rig…”