For the past several weeks I’ve been reworking my resume. Why? I’m not really sure. I suppose the exercise provides the opportunity to chronicle my background and experiences, and to see where this path might lead. Of course I’d like it to lead to some amazing professional opportunity but those seem to be in short supply these days.
Perhaps therein lies the problem. A resume must have a specific purpose. In fact some resumes include a career goal right up front describing the immediate professional objective. Maybe that’s been my problem all along. I don’t see any clear objective, or if I do it’s so unrealistic that it’s not worth writing down.
And thus the resume meanders from a young journalist working at every job he could possibly land, to a reporter, copy editor, designer, magazine editor, newsletter editor/designer, book editor/designer, columnist, Web journalist, essayist, book author . . . Oh, and by the way, I actually started out in photography and have had many photos published in newspapers and magazines.
In 1996 I began writing a monthly column for Colorado Central magazine, which works out to be something like 180 columns. Along the way I’ve written a number of op-ed pieces for the Writers on the Range syndicate, and a couple of these were chosen for the book “Living in the Runaway West.”
For more than a dozen years the subjects of health, fitness, and especially food and nutrition, also have been a major focus. In 1998 I began working with Phil Maffetone, editing his books and booklets and also his newsletter, The Maffetone Report.
And in 2005 I started a sideline that has little to do with journalism, though it has given me much to write about. I began taking care of ranches and livestock, including managing a natural grass-fed beef herd. I’ve added this to the resume and the response of my focus group (my friends) has been everything from, “You are just a Renaissance man!” and “It makes you sound so useful!” to “Why did you put that in there? It makes you sound like a hick.”
I suppose I feel the need to leave it in because it’s so uniquely “me.”
Who knows? Maybe someone out there has an amazing opportunity for a Renaissance-hick writer-editor-rancher nutrition guy. And if not, I remain just as employable as I was before I redid my resume.