This idea hit me like a brick just now...
When I first started at DePaul nearly three years ago, my
resume was four pages long. Four
pages! Clearly, a college junior hadn’t done that much in her life up until to
deserve such a lengthy resume, right? Well I felt I had. I insisted on listing
every damn thing I did since I entered college – and even had some stuff on
there I was involved in as early as 7th
grade. Yikes. No wonder the best I could do was flipping ice cream for a
living.
Although my four page resume was a low point in my career as
a writer, I’ve always have a problem with being too wordy. I remember in 4th
grade, I failed a writing assignment because I had written two pages when the
assignment only called for one. I was too upset! I could not understand why my
teacher wanted to fail me for going beyond
her expectations, when the other kids were “very, very, very-ing” their way to
a full page.
It was a learning experience that would soon come full
circle. What my 4th grade teacher was trying to instill in me was
the importance of being concise. Not just in writing, but in life, too. Get to
the point. Don’t beat around the bush. Be straightforward and say what you
mean. Most of the time, the stuff you say leading up to your point has no real
place or meaning in your argument – think about it. Its just saying more stuff
to introduce the stuff you’re
eventually going to say. Conciseness is not a gift, but a skill, one that must
be worked on and honed in order to completely settle upon.
I had to learn the hard way. After fourth grade, I started
writing poetry.
-Jay