In a fit of insomnia-induced delerium, I just submitted my resume to DC Comics for an assistant editorial position in New York. My cover letter is one of sheer bravado and thunder.
I left my last position when I realized that I wasn’t happy – my skills as a writer and creator were being wasted calling people up and trying to get them to purchase software. I oftentimes found myself wanting to break out of the “salesman” mode and move into something more creative, but with most fields it’s impossible for one to shift easily, if at all. Why would I want to give up the financial rewards of a sales position? Because I was miserable doing something I happened to do well but with no passion.
This is where DC Comics comes in. I have been a comics reader since I was 10 – the first comic I read regularly was the original DC STAR TREK series and I found myself progressing to the other titles. I read a broad variety of comics and non-comics work and consider myself to be a critical, creative thinker. Proofreading and editing documents that friends and coworkers have done is something that I have always enjoyed – probably more than is healthy. Getting the chance to work with a writer to further a vision that’s both commercially and creatively satisfying as a career would be as close as I could get to a calling.
Darkseid would be shocked and amazed at the size of my testes. Apokolips would shudder.