Manic Monday, hosted by RicoChey.

First thing’s first, Week Three is underway! Draw us toward your epic conclusion in ACT III.

April’s collection of poetry is still growing. Check it out here.

I consider myself a gifted writer. I have to, or I’d never share anything with anyone and you’d be reading a Chatter hosted by some other weirdo with a silly nickname. I like to think my strong point is short fiction, but I’m working on novel projects, so I’m hoping to hone that skill. I specify “fiction” because I’m not a non-fiction writer. I mean, I can write about myself in the sense of a blog entry, but to write a true memoir? I don’t know. I think my tendency toward makin’ stuff up would interfere at some point, such that the lines between fact and fairy tale would blur pretty dishonestly. My mother tells me it’s because we’re Irish. “We’re just full of blarney. We really can’t help it.”

So, alright then. I’m full of blarney. You’d think a person so full of blarney could put a talent like that to good use whenever the fancy strikes. After all, isn’t it the same drill, just applied to different subject matters or goals? Let me stop beating around the bush. See, there’s a new position open in my office and I’m trying t0 go for it. The application process requires a cover letter, and so I set about writing one. I didn’t even manage the first paragraph before I realized I was only spinning bull-spit and just barely representing myself truthfully. So, I tried again. On the second draft, there were more hard facts, but entirely too many superfluous words (kind of like the word superfluous, am I right?), and a lot of flowery language. It didn’t take me long to get frustrated.

Dry, straightforward reality just doesn’t appeal to me. It never has, and maybe that’s why I’m a writer. “I reject your reality and substitute my own.” Why? Because my version of events is far more colorful and interesting. Problem is, no prospective employer is going to use my walking-talking-human-Thesaurus skills to evaluate my eligibility for a desk job that requires, at best, only the ability to use spell check. Alas… the artist sabotages herself by doing the only thing she knows she’s good at.

Does your talent or style as a writer ever bleed into other parts of your life, with unwanted consequences? Does a tendency toward verboseness ever muddy the waters when all you need is to be blunt? Are they little inconveniences like an overly poetic cover letter, or truly disruptive complications?

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One Response to Manic Monday, hosted by RicoChey.

  1. I have almost the opposite worry. Two years of writing and doing peer editing in multiple-discourse contexts under the supervision of some remarkable (and fierce) professors was like a trial by fire — the bull spit spinning got burned off. Now, it seems to me, when I do attempt flowery it just reads as nonsense. Rather than blunt, the profs drilled in the need for sharp brevity. I can’t complain too much, though. Besides finally learning how to write an A+ essay in either politics, history, literature, or science at any given time, I’m now able to write a mean haiku.

    The only instances in which I’ve been asked for a cover letter or bio have been for lit journal submissions and the assignment always makes me sweat. I’m afraid I will make myself sound impossibly boring.

    However, I might have a bit of help to offer for your cover letter. One of my earliest business profs said the most impressive introduction to a potential employee she ever read opened with a quote. The follow up paragraph referenced that quote as a basis for the guy’s five and ten-year career plans and his overall work philosophy. It was professional, inspiring, and genuinely moving. The guy made out like a hit man: Two to the heart, one to the head. IN LESS THAN A FULL PAGE.

    That might be a good way to go — kind of like using a prompt to fire up your fiction writing, eh?

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