On ripe peaches

Hi friend,

The curious thing about writing this book proposal is that I forget to talk to you, because I'm writing to you every day, you just... can't read it yet...

Delayed gratification is literally so annoying. I'm trying to get better at it myself.

Over the last few weeks of banging out this proposal, it's been interesting to see the themes that are starting to arise. One of the biggest? How important it is to try and be yourself as much as humanly possible when you're looking for work.

You'd think we all know that one by now, but then we still write To Whom It May Concern, I am writing today to inquire about this opportunity across the top of our cover letters as if we were old-timey British vampires in the year 1907.

From a house gig from Saturday. And my hair is  red again .

From a house gig from Saturday. And my hair is red again.

Dating and job searching are so much alike, aren't they? You think you should present this awkward, flatline, agreeable version of yourself. You try and mimic the other person's energy, tell them you like basically all kinds of movies and music. You make yourself sit up straight and wear your Sunday best.

You get so frustrated when they don't like you back.

But the irony of it is, you didn't show them you at all.

You lost your shot. By trying to be inoffensive, you were forgettable.

I'd rather someone know exactly what they're getting, and not hire me for the part, than think it would be a good idea to hire a subdued version of me. Wouldn't you?

Better for half the room to say, "No thanks, not for me."

Especially if the alternative is the entire room going, "Oh, her? Yeah. She was fine. Nothing special."

You're not going to be right for everybody. If you try to be, you'll lose. But the people who get you are going to so, so, so, so get you.

As the iconic Dita Von Deese once said...

You can be the ripest juiciest peach in the world, and there's still going to be somebody who doesn't like peaches.

Big love,

xxA