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The best and worst quality I brought to
the table when applying for jobs in the publishing industry was that I
read everything. I was advised against telling this to prospective HR
managers because it sounds vague and unfocused, and told I should instead
play up a distinctive niche in which I’m a reading expert. Swarthy
corset-bound romances? Political biographies? Swedish noir? Narrative
nonfiction by award-winning journalists? Alas, I still find myself
reaching for vastly different styles, genres, and subjects to meet
whatever mood I’m in. This is especially clear as I look back on some of
the best novels I read this spring. Each has a tone, pacing, and content
unique from the others—and frankly, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Sorry, career advisors!
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