This blog is not a piece of architecture, in which I have laid down intricate plans from the beginning with the expectation of seeing a particular product emerge at the end. I do not have any particular goal for what I want this blog or each individual piece to be.
It’s more of a garden, in which I plant some seeds in the form of ideas and thoughts and steward them on the page until I see what emerges. I write purely for the pleasure of writing. Author George RR Martin gets credit for the architect/gardener analogy (YouTube vid).
The Basics of Me
I am a native of Toronto, Ontario, which I have been pleased to call my home for my whole life thus far, save for a brief time as an infant in Trinidad. I don’t really remember Trinidad as a child, but I was there when I learned to talk, which, combined with my education in the Ontario public school system, has left me with an accent that has led quite a few people to ask me if I’m from Connecticut. Strange.
I spent four years interred at the University of Toronto studying Politics, Philosophy, and History before I was transferred to Queen’s University for good behaviour and slapped a couple extra letters at the end of my name.
I managed to balance attending university with obtaining an education in my time not spent in classes. I served as a technical writer for a small software start-up; managed about twenty boys between the ages of five and seven as a camp counselor; got a taste of the Mad Men lifestyle as a copywriter at a PR firm; worked in some of the rougher parts of Toronto as an after-school tutor; and served as a Teaching Assistant in the Political Studies Department at Queen’s University, the most rewarding part of my graduate school experience for me if not for my students.
At the University of Toronto, I played at activism by co-founding a student group that led political discussions and community service initiatives on campus and throughout Toronto. We staged public lectures and panels on campus featuring academics and activists covering topics like social inequality and violence against Aboriginal Women in Canada. The latter event managed to raise funds that helped put the daughter of a murdered Aboriginal woman through college. I’m quite proud of that.
Currently, I ply my trade as a communicator and have been privileged to employ my passion for writing in service of some amazing organizations that have truly enriched individual lives and communities.
I’m also all over the web, including on Twitter.