It's been three weeks now. I've been writing, correcting, re-writing, editing, re-reading, re-editing.
Resume, skills, leadership style. I feel like a prehistoric man hiding in the darkness of his cave, sharpening flint stones and binding them to a stick to make a spear. I understand the need for good preparation but now I really want to go out hunting, to meet a mammoth, or perhaps a saber-tooth tiger, to face them and see what happens.
What's more, one of the two active searches I was counting on was stopped and this is never a good sign. That's why, against the advice of the consultant, I answered a dozen ads using a mix of old and new resume and cover letter.
