Author Archives: Jennifer Rohn

For those of you following the previous conversation about my opinion that the Times’ new science magazine Eureka is male-centric, but who aren’t likely to wade through the 100+ comments, just to let you know that its editor, Antonia Senior, … Continue reading →

What is it like to be a scientist in the modern world, and how does the reality measure up to the average person’s view of the scientist? I’ve been fascinated by this question for years, and now I’ve been asked … Continue reading →

Ever since the Guardian axed its weekly science supplement a few years ago, there hasn’t been a single British broadsheet that considered the topic interesting enough to devote more than a few sporadic column inches in the main news pages. … Continue reading →

On Sunday evening I typed the words ‘The End’ after 129,488 preceding ones, thereby completing my third lab lit novel – the tale of a new group leader whose collaboration with a pair of strange epidemiologists soon leads to more … Continue reading →

Mired as I am in manuscript revision, the conversations of other people in the group office often float past unnoticed, deflecting off the bubble of concentration I try to maintain around my computer. But sometimes, the things people say are … Continue reading →

Yes, I have finally surrendered to the inevitable. After seven days straight sitting at my desk welded to ImageJ, the public domain, Java-based image processing program, my chronic repetitive strain disorder is starting to seriously impair my ability to use … Continue reading →

I need a hero. I’m holding out for a hero ’til the end of the night. He’s got to be strong, he’s got to be precise to three decimal places and he’s got to be fresh from the tissue culture … Continue reading →

Every time I walk by, I feel guilty and look the other way. Not that this helps: I can somehow detect that my neglect is noticed, even when I deliberately take a different route to avoid detection. I can almost … Continue reading →

It’s a pretty rare Fiction Lab that sees us reading brand-new lab lit novels two months in a row, but fortune has smiled upon our Royal Institution book group for September and October. (And thank goodness for the odd economical … Continue reading →

Tonight as I sit at my writing table, a lopsided moon hangs over the choppy waters of Greenland Dock, the wind pelts at the window and I only have about twenty-odd pages left to wrap up my third, yet-to-be-named science … Continue reading →