January 17, 2019
4:16pm
Hi Hannah, this is Amanda calling from the Savannah College of Art and Design, I came across your resume and it made me think of some other roles we currently have available. Please give me a call back. I look forward to hearing from you soon.
Spanish moss is neither Spanish nor a moss.
When people come to visit, they’ll be entranced by this Southern Gothic sight, and I’ll amuse them with these facts. Spanish moss has no roots; it’s a small seed that is carried through the wind until it sticks onto a tree. It uses its surroundings to grow and to flourish; air, water, trees. It reproduces and more seeds float home to new trees, where it sticks and grows again. It doesn’t typically hurt the trees, but it can grow so obsessively that it could hinder tree growth. Yet the light shines through its gray curls and the health of the tree is the last thing on my mind.
When I live here, I hope to have a home with trees covered with Spanish moss. Dripping from the trees, I’ll pine over them, loving my new antebellum life that I never thought I would have. I’ll have visitors and we’ll sit on the back porch sipping Peach moonshine in the humid, southern air. Spanish moss is neither Spanish nor a moss.
January 24, 2019
4:10pm
Good Afternoon Hannah,
Wonderful, I would like to set up an interview to learn more about your professional experience and further discuss the position with you.
I have availability tomorrow afternoon. Please advise if you can accommodate a half hour interview tomorrow.
Thank you, have a wonderful rest of your day.
Kindly,
Amanda
I have visited Savannah several times, which gives me a leg up on where to take people when they come to visit. I know exactly who I will take to Alex Raskin’s. Since I’m in the know for the city, the owner only opens the store when he wants. One of our local eccentrics, I’ll say. Four floors of accumulating antiques. You have to step around archaic desks and duck your head around draping lanterns. I’ll show everyone the grand ballroom, paint peeling off in droves on the crown moulding. It’s now just a giant room of toppling chairs, tables, paintings, lights, rugs. The drywall has fallen off, exposing the wood underneath. Imagine, I’d say, the parties they must’ve thrown in here! These imagined stories will be discussing my ancient neighbors. I'll say, they feel like family because we had all chosen, in one time or another, to lay our roots down in Savannah.
I have already decided that everyone who comes to visit will be going to Bonaventure. I drive through the woods, small rustic homes are deeply hidden in the woods. Maybe I could live out here? If I’ll be visiting the cemetery often, it might be worth it. It’ll be a short commute to the historic district, but it would be nice to have a ‘simpler’ lifestyle out here. We’ll walk the dirt paths lined with trees. I’ll need to brush up on my famous burials first. Johnny Mercer and Jack Leigh. Little Gracie Watson. I’ll also have to work on my ghost story telling abilities. You know, I’ll say, that John Muir spent an entire week in this cemetery while he was waiting for someone to send him money. We’ll bask in its rich history and beautiful glow.
February 4th, 2019
8:32am
Hi Amanda,
I hope you are well! I haven’t heard from you since our interview a week ago, so I was just touching base to see where you might be in the hiring process. I’m still very excited about this position and would love to chance to speak with someone while I’m here in Savannah.
Thanks so much. Have a wonderful week!
Hannah
There’s something charming about going adrift in the hidden woods of the Georgia wilderness. Pathways of palm trees and live oaks with twisting vines draped in thick curly gray masses. Jet-black static ponds reflect the grandeur of the forest. Warm, humid air wafts through the thicket and I meander the empty trails, sweetly looking up through the trees as the sun attempts to peer in. This mystical place wraps me in a serene tranquillity. My never-ending thoughts finally refrain and my mind goes clear. Getting lost and found again, a bizarre yet rare place to inspire new art, new words, a new life. I floated here through the wind and I’m trying to grow, it’s that I still feel like I’m gasping for air.
February 14, 2019
2:15pm
Dear Hannah,
Thank you for sharing your time with us and allowing us to get a better understanding of how your experience relates to the enrollment events manager position. We greatly appreciate your interest in contributing to the university.
We wanted to communicate our decision as early as possible to facilitate any decisions you may need to make. Although your education and experience are noteworthy, the selection team has decided not to proceed further with your candidacy.
On behalf of SCAD, we would like to take this opportunity to thank you again for your interest in this position and the university. Please continue to visit the SCAD Jobs site for future opportunities that may be of interest to you.
Sincerely,
Amanda
Unlike real moss that has some kind of formulated roots, Spanish moss can go where it pleases, never having to attach itself to one place forever. It drapes itself around the tree and grows until a seed comes through and blows to another place to find a new home. Much like a ravenous idea that you can’t get out of your head, a tiny seed can embed itself and relentlessly grow until the beauty of the tree is no longer valid.
