Weeks before I graduated university, I was offered a job. The position would put me in Manhattan full-time and pay in the range of $80,000/year. For someone fresh out of school, that’s really good money, and living in New York city made it even more alluring.
But I turned it down. Without even a second thought, I turned it down. I’d been away from my daughter for the better part of four years by then and the thought of permanently relocating to another country and not being with her wasn’t an option for me.
It was a risk. I didn’t…
I’m always confused when people say they have no regrets. The definition of regret is to “feel sad, repentant or disappointed over something that has happened or been done, especially a loss or missed opportunity.”
By that definition, I’ve had plenty of regrets.
I don’t regret having my daughter, but I regret all the things I couldn’t do for her.
Not providing her a stable home till she was in high school.
There are some days I regret being awarded full custody of my daughter when she was 13. Not exactly the custody itself, but what it represented…
In the name of my father.
My grandfather's name is Javan Douglas. He was born and raised in Grenada where he met and fell in love with my grandmother. They had my mother in 1951 but never married. Javan had three other kids for another woman and his mother, not wanting to further disturb village tradition, encouraged my grandfather to marry the woman he originally had children with.
When my mother was about nine years old, she and my grandmother moved to Trinidad. Years later, my grandmother married the only grandfather I met, a man I knew as Irie. He…
One of the most challenging parts of being a writer or creator is keeping yourself motivated. It’s hard getting five reads on a piece you spent hours on or getting rejected by another publication. Even with all the uplifting comments from your writing peers, that type of rejection still feels like failure.
In my years and years of writing, one constant has held true: I need to be accountable for my own motivation. …
We’re back again with another round of Editor Picks. Let us know if you like this series. We got a really good response the first time we did it so we figured why not keep it going.
These are posts from the week of September 6–12. Each CRY Editor will choose their favourite piece and share why they connected with it. Sound good? Here we go!
Unless you’re living off the grid, you’re part of a generation that is more exposed to the trauma of other’s experiences than any generation before this.
While you may not connect as deeply to witnessing or being aware of what others are going through, that energy still flows through you. You still feel something, and if you’re not intentional about your exposure, those feelings can begin to impact your emotional and mental well being.
For this reason, I believe we have to proactively find ways to heal ourselves. I personally try to “turn off,” meaning I don’t listen to any…
We know, we know, you’re not supposed to have favourites. But CRY is all about breaking rules and with so many incredible pieces out this week, we wanted to acknowledge the ones that rose to the top.
Plus, this is all subjective. This really was an amazing week of storytelling so the ones that stood out really had to be special. Let us know if you agree.
Writing and creating can be a lonely road. Even well-intentioned friends can impress their fears and doubts about your pursuit of a creative career. You know how passionate you are, but you also know how difficult it is to make money as a writer or creative so those doubts get louder and louder with each day that passes.
Support is crucial during these moments. Every creative pursuit is filled with indecision, uncertainty and fear that what you’re doing is pointless. Without the right support structures in place, both emotionally and functionally, maintaining your pursuits becomes difficult.
So let’s talk about…
Please take notice that I said “move on” and not “give up.” There’s a difference. My WEOC colleague, Cholia "CJ" Johnson, spoke about taking steps to move on to something else after a decade of writing.
It’s a tough thing to come to terms with. I don’t personally see myself ever doing something not tied to writing, but maybe that’s not a good thing. Maybe I’m blinding myself to opportunities that may bring me equal fulfilment.
It’s like an athlete who has to reckon with what to do after they retire. The transition is often too much to handle, but…
Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, Medium, websites, publications; every day, writers are sharing stories on multiple platforms to eager audiences. These audiences are trusting (for the most part) that you will either entertain them or lead them to some sort of truth, or at least open their mind to possibilities and perspectives they haven’t considered.
This is true for all artists, but there’s something about the written word that gives it an air of authority more intricate than other forms of art. We believe something we read more intensely and with less friction than something we listen to or must interpret visually.