My boys and me one morning in June, just before class started. Photo by Macollvie J. Neel

On the last day of February this year, I pushed “publish” on my very first, very simple website. I didn’t plan to go live on a leap day, but life happened. In the end, it was fitting since I was jumping into entrepreneurship.

After years of doing entrepreneurial things and thinking about the type of business I should own, followed by months of thinking and planning to turn my free writing services into a business, I was excited to be officially in business. My calendar was filling up with prospects, pitches, and workshop opportunities. And now I had a website!


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Ah, yes — the mid-year review. That time in the corporate denizen’s annual cycle that makes her pause, take a deep long sigh, and ask the age-old question: Can I really do this for another year, or should I start sending out resumes now?

Well, whether you’re staying or going, the midyear is always a good time to ask for more money or another role you want. At a minimum, it gives your manager what she needs to advocate for you.

Three reasons to have the midyear

Here are a few scenarios where it’s useful:

1) You had a blowout…


Coronavirus is still killing people and spreading even if you don’t feel it

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“Does anyone know anybody personally who’s actually had coronavirus?”

That question, or something like it, came across my Facebook feed sometime in late March. It seemed innocuous enough, but I couldn’t help feeling the attitude was: Is this a hoax or what?

Immediately, an image of my sister lying in bed ill with COVID-19 popped into my head.

At the time, cases were ramping up in New York City. Still, we were on pause. …


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Arrivals

I met the Sankofa bird the day I landed in Accra, Ghana, summer of 2001.

When I touched down in that sprawling, tropical city on a breezy Sunday afternoon, I immediately felt closer to my native Haiti — 4,900 miles across the Atlantic — than I had felt living in Brooklyn for a decade, less than half that distance.

As I rode into city center, anticipation made me hyperalert. The sun’s rays really did seem to touch every single thing — just like Mufasa said in The Lion King. The heat; all the browns, bronzes, ebonies, and golds of…

Macollvie J. Neel

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