English Degrees Are Useful

Over the years, I have heard many people say “English is a useless degree,” but I strongly disagree. The language we speak, the movies we watch, the books that we read, the programs we use, the manuals we use, the lyrics we hear, and many other things are tied to English and English Majors. We are a large part of the Entertainment, Web, Engineering, Publishing, and Marketing Industries.

People with creative writing degrees can go on to be authors, but they can also pursue careers as:
-And Publishing/Literary Agents

People with literary studies degrees can go on to be:
-Press aids
-Information Analysts
-Freelance Writers/Editors
-And Literary Critics

People with Technical Writing degrees can pursue careers in:
-Instructional documentation
-Web design
-Graphic design
-UI design
-UX design
-Medical writing
-Scientific writing
-App development
-Video game interface design and documentation
-Manual writing
-Content management
-Proposal/Grant writing
-Social Media Management
-Crisis Communications
-And Public Relations.

These positions, of course, or only the tip of the iceberg and there are many more positions in marketing, research, law, and engineering firms that are available to people with an English degree. It is also common for people of one emphasis to find jobs in another.

So, the next time somebody tells you that an English degree is “useless” or a “waste of time,” let them know that an English degree is a versatile degree with, 50+ career fields and a yearly salary that can range from $60K to $130K per year in the U.S.–sometimes more in foreign countries.

I’m a recent graduate of Utah State University, I have an English degree with a Professional and Technical Writing Emphasis, and I believe that English degrees are useful. What do you think?


Roots by Joshua L. Loveday

My wife and I have decided to challenge each other to write more by having a prompt of four items, my four items for this prompt were: phone, tree, plane, moon. This is a very rough version of a short story, but let me know what you think.

ROOTS by Joshua L. Loveday

My father always told me that we were born on the same day. He said that he wanted to thank God for a beautiful daughter by giving Him a beautiful tree. He said that my tiny hand dropped the seed into place and my tears were absorbed into the soil. Apparently it was hard to let you go—I liked holding you in my hands and keeping you to myself I guess.

As time went on, we both grew. At 5 years, I was swinging in your arms and pretending to fly like the many planes that flew past our home to the Logan Airport—you were young and strong then.

At 10 years, I accidentally cut my leg with a weed-eater and I accidentally cut yours too. We called them our battle scars because neither of us fully healed from them.

At 20 years, you held me in your arms when my boyfriend texted me to say it was over. We both felt heavy-hearted and weighed down. It felt like I had nobody, but you were there.

At 40 years, you held my daughter for the first time. You swung her around just like you used to do with me. You let her camp out by your side and you even provided a beautiful view of the moon and the stars. You loved her just as you did me.

At 80 years, we both were weak, getting old, and eventually went as all things go. They placed me deep down near your roots–down near our roots—where you held me close because it was too hard to let go.

Themes of Christianity in Harry Potter

This is a wonderful Article on Christian themes in Harry Potter by my beautiful and talented wife Jillian Ballard Loveday. Check it out.

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Themes of Christianity in Harry Potter by Jillian B. Loveday

Harry Potter has underlying themes of Christianity.  In fact, Harry Potter has made me a better Christian. There, I said it. Some people say this is blasphemy of the worst kind, but you know what? It’s completely true! I see it as a confirmation that Harry Potter is a fantastic way to entertain, educate and inspire every one of us to do better and to be more Christ-like. I remember after the first couple of chapters in Sorcerer’s Stone, I was actually enjoying my reading experience with the new fantasy fiction novel at the time—it had become so popular that all my friends were talking about it and they convinced me to read it. But through a confrontation with my sister, I was told that Harry Potter was evil, a cult.

 It was like I wasn’t 11 anymore, I was…

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The “Death of Coco” by Joshua L. Loveday

Mr. Mask and Coco the Coconut have been a dynamic superhero duo for many years.  After a gruesome battle, Mr. Mask and Coco the Coconut find themselves stranded on an island and weak in super-energy.  The following text is the sad tale of the death of a dynamic duo and the “Death of Coco” the studious coconut sidekick.


Death of Coco by Joshua L. Loveday (Children/Middle-Grade)

            A mask can only hide so much.

            They will all find out eventually that I killed my sidekick, that it was my fault that the world’s most famous coconut, the world’s most beloved sidekick “CoCo the Great” fell by the hands of his mentor.  I can just see the headlines now “Mr. Mask Cracks CoCo” or  “CoCo goes from side-kick to side-dish.”  It’s horrible. But times were desperate, we were stranded and it was either he or I, one of us had to survive to save the day.

            I grew hungry.  I grew agitated.  The more time I spent alone upon such lonely, lifeless sands the more frustrated I became.  I was especially irked, piqued, disgruntled, and angered at the fact that he had to have his stupid dictionary with him and he had to be reading it aloud, all of the time!  Yes, he did teach me some new words, but it was so intolerable, off-putting, and irritating that I couldn’t take it any longer.  And so it was, that with what little super-strength I had left, I sprung back my arm and shot it down with a CRACK!  Soon that sweet, super-powered milk was trickling, pouring, gushing down my throat and giving me the strength that I needed to get off of the island.

            I held the two halves of CoCo in my hands and realized my horrible crime.  I was a murderer, a slaughterer, and a killer.  No.  I was a traitor, a double-crosser, and a back-stabber.  I am no different than any other Benedict of history.  I will no longer be seen as a hero unless it is a fallen one.  I am so sorry CoCo.  I’m sorry that I have taken your life from you, but know this.  I have died with you.  Mr. Mask shall never again be a façade of good vs. evil.  I am evil and only that.  And for that reason I must retire the mask.  Good cannot prevail in a battle of evil versus evil; no more than two wrong choices can make a right.  I am through.  We are through.  The powerful pair of Mr. Mask and CoCo the coconut will wash away just like sands of near this crime scene.

            Good-bye my friend.

            Here on this deserted island.

            We quit.  We die as heroes.