I have discovered that I am a very specific sort of writer\communicator. And when presented with the task of communicating\writing in any other capacity? I suck. Like, alot.
Case in point: Professional communication. Cover letters, resumes, letters of rec, business emails, proposals, reports, anything linear or dry or rigid. I blow.
I have a sneaking suspicion that I never got interviews last year because my cover letter is a disaster. It's sort of a pretty piece of writing, but I think it is way outside the box of what educators are looking for that it got me thrown in the discard pile, the 'special filing cabinet', if you will.
And now I'm sitting down to write this letter of rec for my awesome best friend, and I have PLENTY to say about her and about how qualified and capable and competant and desireable a candiate she is, but for some reason I can't seem to string together two cogent sentences! It's like I can't formulate my thoughts in any valid way! I feel impotent. Backspace, backspace, backspace, backspace,....delete. Empty page.
What the fuck is this about? I want to do this. I NEED to do this, in most cases. And I'm stymied.
I go online and read samples and look at formats and still I sit down, ready and armed with knowledge, and somehow my words simply will not submit, will not fall in line, will not form ranks.
It feels like SUCH labor! Like, I know I have to get my resume and cover letter spruced up and revised and ready to go ASAP because jobs are getting posted for next year, but I literally dread the process. And I ask Aaron to help because he is a very capable writer across all formats and styles, but he just isn't helping really. But I SHOULD be able to do this, I shouldn't need him to baby me and do it for me.
I mean, guys, I hate even writing a simple BIO when asked to by employers. Beth Reardon holds a Master's degree in Theatre Education from Emerson college and has been teaching theatre for a decade... gag me.
These things should not paralyze me! I sometimes think it is because I took AP english in HS and did awesome on the test so when I got to college I was able to skip right past the basic required writing courses. I wonder if that's why I feel lost and useless with practical writing. I don't know writing rules, formatting, footnote, all that bedford etc.
It has come to my attention that I may not be too slick with interpersonal communication either. Emails, messages, any written form of communication at all really. I put my foot in my mouth, I overreach, I offend, I confuse, I insult, I don't know.
I think I'mma just stop with those things for a while. Stop putting my heart out there because without proper expression it is all too easy for damage to be done. For words to get twisted. For feelings to get hurt. Mistakes to get made.
If you've been a victim of my clumsy communication skills via electronic mediums, I sincerely apologize. Likely I meant no offense.
I think I'mma stick to schlocky fiction. The 'lesbo' trashy fiction writer in me, right Danielle? lol. I need to sit down with my writing and disappear into it again.
But before that pleasure? I HAVE to do the work, the difficult but the vitally important business malarcky. Wish me luck!! Cuz this sistah needs a salaried job, and so does my sistah Danielle!!
Case in point: Professional communication. Cover letters, resumes, letters of rec, business emails, proposals, reports, anything linear or dry or rigid. I blow.
I have a sneaking suspicion that I never got interviews last year because my cover letter is a disaster. It's sort of a pretty piece of writing, but I think it is way outside the box of what educators are looking for that it got me thrown in the discard pile, the 'special filing cabinet', if you will.
And now I'm sitting down to write this letter of rec for my awesome best friend, and I have PLENTY to say about her and about how qualified and capable and competant and desireable a candiate she is, but for some reason I can't seem to string together two cogent sentences! It's like I can't formulate my thoughts in any valid way! I feel impotent. Backspace, backspace, backspace, backspace,....delete. Empty page.
What the fuck is this about? I want to do this. I NEED to do this, in most cases. And I'm stymied.
I go online and read samples and look at formats and still I sit down, ready and armed with knowledge, and somehow my words simply will not submit, will not fall in line, will not form ranks.
It feels like SUCH labor! Like, I know I have to get my resume and cover letter spruced up and revised and ready to go ASAP because jobs are getting posted for next year, but I literally dread the process. And I ask Aaron to help because he is a very capable writer across all formats and styles, but he just isn't helping really. But I SHOULD be able to do this, I shouldn't need him to baby me and do it for me.
I mean, guys, I hate even writing a simple BIO when asked to by employers. Beth Reardon holds a Master's degree in Theatre Education from Emerson college and has been teaching theatre for a decade... gag me.
These things should not paralyze me! I sometimes think it is because I took AP english in HS and did awesome on the test so when I got to college I was able to skip right past the basic required writing courses. I wonder if that's why I feel lost and useless with practical writing. I don't know writing rules, formatting, footnote, all that bedford etc.
It has come to my attention that I may not be too slick with interpersonal communication either. Emails, messages, any written form of communication at all really. I put my foot in my mouth, I overreach, I offend, I confuse, I insult, I don't know.
I think I'mma just stop with those things for a while. Stop putting my heart out there because without proper expression it is all too easy for damage to be done. For words to get twisted. For feelings to get hurt. Mistakes to get made.
If you've been a victim of my clumsy communication skills via electronic mediums, I sincerely apologize. Likely I meant no offense.
I think I'mma stick to schlocky fiction. The 'lesbo' trashy fiction writer in me, right Danielle? lol. I need to sit down with my writing and disappear into it again.
But before that pleasure? I HAVE to do the work, the difficult but the vitally important business malarcky. Wish me luck!! Cuz this sistah needs a salaried job, and so does my sistah Danielle!!
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