my evil beet weekend editor cover letter makes me sound like a loser, i like it

Dear Ms. Pasulka,

First I would like to highlight for you my weaknesses. I currently exist as a twenty-five year old unemployed sad sack. I possess a great affinity for overpriced coffee, a disparaging lack of motivation due to the economic climate, and a self-diagnosed depression. Adding insult to injury, I am an art school drop out who couldn’t hack it in a pass/fail system administered by aging artist hippies.

All hope is not lost, and within my sorted failures there lie many buried achievements. Time that was once allocated to spreadsheets and clerical duties has been freed and assigned towards my personal blog (www.jennamariecarey.blogspot.com). It’s clear that I do not posses the technique and editing prowess of other traditionally trained writers. In fact, I’ve never considered myself to be much of a wordsmith, and English courses are my tormenters (I’ve taken and withdrawn three times). Despite these shortcomings I still cannot satisfy my urge to write, my need to create and this want to be a part of something beyond myself. It has become my outlet through this mental chaos.

As an American girl I grew up with a secret love for tabloid trash. I would hide out at my local Borders for hours with stacks of celebrity gossip rags. From time to time I’m still there, and daily I’m at The Evil Beet. Time can’t change everything. Trading my weekends for gossip wouldn’t be far from where they fall now, so why not give this consumer the chance to be a contributor to the ever evolving world of celebrity missteps and failures?

Sincerely Yours,

Jenna Carey