My resume was a dumpster fire
Oh, hi friends!
I hadn’t updated my resume in 10 years.
Of course, I added jobs and kicked off old internships.
But the format was exactly the same: a template that looked pretty professional…when I was a senior in college.
Then I had an epiphany.
This was the most boring piece of paper in the world.
I’m supposed to be a writer, yet this didn’t sound like me. (This didn’t even sound human.)
If I didn’t want to read about my skills, why would anyone else?
So I scrapped that decade-old hot garbage pile, rewrote everything, and designed a quirky colorful one on Canva that actually reflects my interests.
So those are the questions...
What isn't working? What bores you?
And will you let yourself throw it away?
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Related — I’m expanding my client base. Got an editing gig or stories, newsletters, or copy you want written or problems that need solving? I can help with that (or know someone who can). Let’s talk!
“Spend enough time in a state of frenetic shallowness and you permanently reduce your capacity to perform deep work.”
I create my best work in the early morning before the world is awake, or during my vampire hours, when everyone’s already asleep. How about you? And thanks, Danielle Friedman, for sending me this Big Think article about creativity and distraction.
Two Interesting Jobs
Seeking: Freelance business and/or food reporters to write a piece on delivery-only restaurants for a popular food site. Know someone? Send me names and I'll connect you!
The New Yorker is hiring a Senior Web Producer/Copy Editor. Wanna go to the mothership? (found in the wonderful jobs newsletter Words of Mouth, h/t Alex Jeffries)
Thank you for reading.
Love, Kara