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Pouting, Raging, Kicking Walls
Feb. 21st, 2003 02:30 pmWhen you look back on my life as a whole, there are only really two things that I've done consistently over the course of 22 years, a dozen moves, and six or seven majors. Those things are:
1. Writing.
2. PR.
I do these things to such an extent that I tend not to think of them as unique talents so much as a natural way of going about a project. From pre-kindergarden to the present day, I have been the marketer of any group collaborative effort. I'm the presenter. I'm the one you have talk to the newspapers. I'm the one you have write the articles and the brochures. Sometimes this is only an assignment for a class. Other times, I'm working on a city-wide or even an international level. I can make you love something you think you hate, because I'm incredibly good at what I do.
So why the fuck can't I write a goddamn resume?
In the past six years, I've done a lot of interesting things. I've helped found 2 newspapers. I've written grants for a couple non-profits. I've produced and directed half-a-dozen short films. I've performed sophisticated ethical analyses. I've worked on I-can't-count-how-many plays. I've had a booth at a trade show at the Special Olympics. I've composed music for plays, radio spots, chamber groups, folk guitar, short ballets. People pay me for my poetry and clubs waive cover charges, buy me drinks to show up and make interesting conversation. I've made money in some of the most notoriously difficult fields without breaking a sweat. I receive fan-mail almost every day.
When I look at my resume, it seems that I am a self-inflated flake with no real experience.
I've spent my entire life in search of the interesting, accomplishing the impossible. I've spent my life a step ahead of the system, exceeding all competition,
and nobody is ever going to hire me.
1. Writing.
2. PR.
I do these things to such an extent that I tend not to think of them as unique talents so much as a natural way of going about a project. From pre-kindergarden to the present day, I have been the marketer of any group collaborative effort. I'm the presenter. I'm the one you have talk to the newspapers. I'm the one you have write the articles and the brochures. Sometimes this is only an assignment for a class. Other times, I'm working on a city-wide or even an international level. I can make you love something you think you hate, because I'm incredibly good at what I do.
So why the fuck can't I write a goddamn resume?
In the past six years, I've done a lot of interesting things. I've helped found 2 newspapers. I've written grants for a couple non-profits. I've produced and directed half-a-dozen short films. I've performed sophisticated ethical analyses. I've worked on I-can't-count-how-many plays. I've had a booth at a trade show at the Special Olympics. I've composed music for plays, radio spots, chamber groups, folk guitar, short ballets. People pay me for my poetry and clubs waive cover charges, buy me drinks to show up and make interesting conversation. I've made money in some of the most notoriously difficult fields without breaking a sweat. I receive fan-mail almost every day.
When I look at my resume, it seems that I am a self-inflated flake with no real experience.
I've spent my entire life in search of the interesting, accomplishing the impossible. I've spent my life a step ahead of the system, exceeding all competition,
and nobody is ever going to hire me.
