These are a few of the things I am passionate about (in no particular order): my family, stand-up comedy, day trips, and seeing others immerse themselves in what makes them happy. Corinne Fisher and Krystyna Hutchinson, together known as comedy duo Sorry About Last Night, weave those things together brilliantly with their 2018 Bridget Bishop Tour. (Not to mention, another favorite thing, the added bonus of a bit of Salem Witch Trials history they provide).
One day as I was scrolling through Twitter, I came across a platform called Dream on Youth. The content was compelling: I had stumbled upon the account amidst their “Self-Worth Wednesday”weekly segment, where the platform encourages their extended reach to share photos of themselves complemented by an expression of self-love. I found myself inspired by the account’s bio. When I first found the account, it read: We are one community building an empire of social goodness. Welcome to your safe space to raise self-awareness and give a voice to the fight against stigmas. At the time of publication, it reads: We are the most bad*** empire of social goodness. Black-owned, female-led, all-inclusive community. Join the online during #selfworthwednesday. Awesome.
I’ve worked with a smattering of online publishing platforms in the past, and though all have dressy mission statements, often the agenda is driven by clicks and relevancy, leaving authenticity and connection on a secondary tier. It’s something that has always confused me about online publications – why publish pithy pitches (say that five times fast!) just for the sake of publishing? What is the lasting effect?
I did not get a flighty impression from Dream on Youth as an institution, and wanted to learn more. I reached out to the “boss lady”, Cydney; you can read my interview with her here. However, right now, I want to introduce you to the interns of Dream on Youth – all of whom possess ideologies rooted in the belief that while one person has the power to make a difference in someone’s life, it is together great waves of change are made.
Let me start off by saying that I’m hyper-aware of the irony in expressing my frustrations with the internet and social platforms using those very things as the vehicle to get my message across. Fitting though, as that is the nature of this beast, the internet.
The history of the cover letter is a pretty interesting one. Its origins date back to the 1950s, beginning with a New York Times job ad for an industrial paint chemist. “Submit resume with cover letter” is what it read. Since then, the cover letter has become an inevitable and tedious part of each job application.
2017 marks the second calendar year that we’ve blogged in. It hasn’t been two full years since the site’s inception, but we’ll celebrate any milestone, right?
I’ve written pretty extensively on this idea that I have a primal need to be creative, and if I’m not, I feel a little lost. It’s in the foundation of my being. As I write this, I’ve got two other pieces open on my computer and a list of projects I would like to start working on that grows each day. I want the things I create to mean something: to have substance (be it serious or more light-hearted) and inspire people to think.
This is exactly what I find in Scribbles by Nicole‘s work. Her drawings strike me: they’re introspective and silly and emotional and light. She has the ability to reveal so much about herself and the way she sees the world while still remaining a private person. I’m so excited to have gotten the chance to talk to her about her craft, balancing being a creative with corporate work, and what her future looks like. Read on to find out!
Before there was Siri, there was SmarterChild. And oh, what a time that was.
A collecting fanatic. Corners of my universe serving as miniature temples dedicated to honoring the things I did not want to forget, the things from which I could not part. At my youngest: the tags from my clothing. Labels cut from purple OSHKOSH spandex tees to stop the itching stacked neatly and fit into the palm of my hand. Snoopy figurines acquired from any place of availability – the one of Woodstock sleeping on Snoopy’s belly detached from a red plastic wrapped box of Valentine’s Day candy was my favorite. The characters in Halloween costumes that doubled as a piggy bank was a close second. Continue reading
Bonds between individuals are most often rooted in and solidified by shared experience*. This does not refer to instances that are lived through simultaneously; rather, possession of the ability to resonate with our peers by taking our own lived experience and using it as a lens of understanding when approaching theirs. It’s comforting to know that in times of splendor and in times of strife (especially those of the latter), we are not completely alone.