It’s Raining Grants.

Hallelujah! So, a year ago I wrote a grant to study a rather vexing and unstudied population. It was an R03eq, 1 year, $100,000. It missed funding by a fair margin, but the main critique was that we submitted it to the wrong place. So I polished it up, gave it to a friend to PI, and stayed on as a 25% CI. We submitted it to the “right” place. It was just scored a 1.8. It would be bizarre for it not to be funded at that score. It’s well below the recent lines. My previous funded R03eq was scored 2.0.

And my own R01eq, the one I wrote about over and over and over again here, the one where I’m PI? It was scored a 2.2. The historical funding lines for this are 1.9. So it will probably not be funded, but if I were to resubmit it, there’s a very good chance that it would be on the A1 or A2. Yes, this agency still has A2. My point is, I got a bunch of great fucking grant news way too late, after I’ve left the institution that  could actually administer the funds.

I also finally got a good review of a paper, and responded and resubmitted in under 24 hours. This is almost certainly going to be accepted, and I will finally have a paper to demonstrate productivity for the R03eq I worked on for a year and a half.

Jesus. Science will fucking rip out your soul and then toss you in the air like a gleeful child. I don’t know what the hell is going on with my science life with respect to grants. I don’t know what I can accept and what I can’t. The one that’s very likely to be funded, where I’m CI, we will almost certainly be able to accept and I’ll act as a contractor. Which is cool because it means extra money to my pocket, instead of institutional support.

But who knows. I can’t tell for the life of me what’s going to happen next. But today, science is being good to me.