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Grrrrr, dizzy.
Apr. 17th, 2003 11:13 amSo I've finally recovered from [various medical problems that knocked Romie flat on her back for over a week, during which there was a hospital run and the most powerful antibiotics in the world] enough to start worrying about employment again - I figure since I've reached the point where I can wear actual clothes and move about the house, (slowly,) I'm well enough to fill out more applications, (although I do have to rest frequently).
My current scheme, (my favorite one,) is to try for a year-long Class-A internship with Theatre Three, which I have a fond relationship with both because it's in the round and because several friends of mine (including my husband) work there. Plus the management rocks. As far as the application goes, I have to send in my resume, which I've finally beaten into some kind of shape, and also a cover letter expressing my interest.
I cannot emphasize the importance of this cover letter, especially given that most of the productions I've run have been very fly-by-night and experimental, that a lot of my work has been uncredited, and that my degree is not in theatre or even media. That said, I actually have a lot of experience and am disgustingly competent.
It's not that I don't feel I can write this cover letter - I can. I'm an incredible writer with a wealth of personal experience in this area. The problem is one of how honest I should be, because the most pressing answer to "why do you want this job?" is: because in total my husband and I have less than $400 in our bank accounts, (which we will need to lay down Friday as the rent on our apartment,) I am worried about our continuing ability to not starve.
Come to think of it, that might go over well, considering that the management likes us and sort of treats Patrick like a son or nephew.
It's not really a truthful answer, though, because I could get more money more immediately as a waitress or typist. The real answer is a blend between a desire for a job with some hope of advancement, achievement, intangable rewards, and a great love of the theatre, whose hardest work I find more entertaining than the easiest work in any other job. I like being around theater people, and I like being around the mechanics of a stage. Theatre work is the only kind I've ever really wanted. (Don't correct me here - I never really wanted to be a writer, I just kind of was/am one and figure I should run with it.)
But all that sounds very artificial and saccarine and ass kissing.
Grrrr, dizzy. Bad entry. Pity me, am sick. Going to do crossword now.
My current scheme, (my favorite one,) is to try for a year-long Class-A internship with Theatre Three, which I have a fond relationship with both because it's in the round and because several friends of mine (including my husband) work there. Plus the management rocks. As far as the application goes, I have to send in my resume, which I've finally beaten into some kind of shape, and also a cover letter expressing my interest.
I cannot emphasize the importance of this cover letter, especially given that most of the productions I've run have been very fly-by-night and experimental, that a lot of my work has been uncredited, and that my degree is not in theatre or even media. That said, I actually have a lot of experience and am disgustingly competent.
It's not that I don't feel I can write this cover letter - I can. I'm an incredible writer with a wealth of personal experience in this area. The problem is one of how honest I should be, because the most pressing answer to "why do you want this job?" is: because in total my husband and I have less than $400 in our bank accounts, (which we will need to lay down Friday as the rent on our apartment,) I am worried about our continuing ability to not starve.
Come to think of it, that might go over well, considering that the management likes us and sort of treats Patrick like a son or nephew.
It's not really a truthful answer, though, because I could get more money more immediately as a waitress or typist. The real answer is a blend between a desire for a job with some hope of advancement, achievement, intangable rewards, and a great love of the theatre, whose hardest work I find more entertaining than the easiest work in any other job. I like being around theater people, and I like being around the mechanics of a stage. Theatre work is the only kind I've ever really wanted. (Don't correct me here - I never really wanted to be a writer, I just kind of was/am one and figure I should run with it.)
But all that sounds very artificial and saccarine and ass kissing.
Grrrr, dizzy. Bad entry. Pity me, am sick. Going to do crossword now.
