Cover letters

I should be writing a cover letter right now, but I'm sick of writing cover letters. My stepfather was encouraging me a few weeks ago to do more writing, and I told him that I'm actually doing a great deal of writing, it's just all resumes and cover letters. He didn't entirely buy it, and I have to admit that it wasn't exactly the truth. I have three or four resumes at this point that are about as good as they can get, and that cover just about every position for which I could reasonably put myself into consideration, so it's really been nothing but cover letters. I hate that every application requires an entirely different cover letter, especially since most postings never respond at all. If I'm going to write for a vacuum, I'd rather be keeping a journal. Preferably one with lots of hearts and flowers, and a little lock so it would keep all of my secrets.

Not that I ever really keep secrets. Oh, I have them sometimes, but they all seem to have very specific lifespans. Something along the lines of "this would make a fabulous secret. Let's keep it unil next thursday, and then we'll let everyone in on it."

What good is a diary is no one reads it? Although my journal, such as it is, is really quite dull. Large gaps and rather pedantic ruminations.

My cover letters, though. Wow. :-)