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Exciting news…

Here’s what I posted on Facebook and Twitter today.

Great news! The next incarnation of this blog, “Coming Out Crazy” is now in development at Psych Central. Looking great. And, I can keep my  Canadian spellings, too. Should be up in about a week. Thanks to Dr. Grohol and your team.

And thanks to you, for taking a chance on me and moving here with me. I hope you will follow me and our community when we make our move.

Unbeknownst to me at the time, it turns out we were simply “waiting” for the universe to unfold, here, at this address.

I didn’t have a plan, but I did have a dream. I had no idea any of this was going to happen when I launched this incarnation of “Coming Out Crazy” on Wednesday, April 14th from my final post at The Toronto Star.

Your comments there warm the cockles of my heart. They mean more to me than my replies can ever possibly express. I’m speechless. Rare for me. :)

All I did was keep churning out my lemonade and working like I’ve never worked in my life. Hard and Fast. There was no time to worry or brood. That’s not my style. I accept the past. Stay in the present. And, somehow, the future takes care of itself.

So, have a great day and speak soon. When we launch, I’ll be signing off here and continuing to post on Facebook and Twitter just like I do now. All that stays the same.

Nothing will change. This is my blog, our blog, and always will be. Things are just going to get a whole lot better. More freedom. Shorter posts. At least three or four times a week. Maybe more.

Plus I’ll have lots of blogging support for WordPress – which I’m just learning to use – and a lovely editor with a “light touch” – we’ve already started corresponding. She’s not unlike my beloved Toronto Star editor Brandie Weikle.

She and I are still working together, by the way. I’ll be writing features for her at Healthzone, where Coming Out Crazy originated.

At our new address, I’ll be joining a fascinating and eclectic party of Psych Central bloggers with a delicious smörgåsbord of intriguing perspectives and assorted specialties ~ to suit every interest and taste. I’m joining a vibrant community. The first mental health website on the planet. Fifteen years old. Leading the way. A team. Like the newsroom of a big urban daily newspaper.

We’re retaining our name and our ethos. Coming Out Crazy and community development. Conversation. Discussion. Disagreement. Freedom to be who we are. To evolve and practice using our voices in a safe haven.

“Share. Learn. Grow.”

I’ll have complete freedom to continue our conversation. Continue with my mental health advocacy. Continue my teaching. Continue my commitment with my commitments to social change through public education.

I have to confess, I’m daunted by all this. A mite nervous. But I’m not going to think about it right now. I’m pulling a Scarlett O’Hara, who famously said in the final paragraph of Margaret Mitchell‘s romantic Civil War classic, Gone with the Wind, “I’ll think of it all tomorrow… After all, tomorrow is another day.”

So bye for now. Today, I’m offline so I can finish my end-of-term marking/grading.

The clock is ticking.

Sending you all my affection and gratitude.

Speak soon!

“Blessed are the cracked, for they shall let in the light.” ~ Groucho Marx

And finally, thank you, Mr. Marx, wherever you are ~ for defining our spirit with your vivid wit and wisdom.

xox

sln


“How many 15-year-old websites do you know?”

While your wracking your brain trying to figure out the answer to that question, here’s the deal.

Despite our imminent move to PsychCentral and its stellar blogging team, I’m still here. Just packing up, so to speak.

I’m still responding and still keeping an eye on things at this address. Your comments, for instance. And this peculiar feature that tracks “stats” and  traffic, which I never had at The Toronto Star. I never knew who or if anyone ever dropped by. And no one ever told me. So just to let you know, I’m watching. It’s a little weird, like being Big Brother/Sister ~ with sincere apologies to all literary purists and fans of George Orwell‘s classic novel NIneteen Eighty-Four. I mean no harm, but I couldn’t resist that. The feminist in me made me do it.

By the way, today, PsychCentral is celebrating its 15th Anniversary. How many 15-year-old websites do you know? That’s the question CEO and Founder John Grohol, Psych.D posed in a Tweet today. They’re all partying down there. And so they should. What an achievement.

A little closer to home, you wouldn’t believe how much end-of-term marking I have to do. It’s going to be a little quiet over the next few days, so I’ll try to post during my marking fatigue breaks. Yes, teachers get marking fatigue a.k.a. grading fatigue. In the U.S. “marking” is called “grading” and soon I’ll be blogging “primarily for an American market,” so that’s another little change you’ll notice.

No more “honour.” Once we launch, it will be an “honor” to write this blog and I hope you’ll visit us in our new “neighborhood.”

Also, you should know that I’m going to continue writing for Brandie Weikle, the editor of Healthzone and Parentcentral at The Toronto Star, who started me on my blogging career in the first place. A mental health and wellness blog was her vision. I just collaborated with her and it turns out we’re a magical match, editorially speaking. She approached me cold.

This serendipitous pairing of editor and writer happens rarely in one’s journalistic career.  I’ve been lucky. My first editor at The Toronto Sun, Kathy Brooks was just such an editor for me. But I’m sure every writer she ever edited would make that claim.

For Brandie, from now on, I’ll be writing feature articles, not blogs. I already have my first assignment and it’s going to be such fun to write.

But right now, it’s a very busy time for all college and university professors, everywhere. The busiest. Plus, I’m squeezing time in to prepare for my next term which begins less than two weeks.

This is what happens when you wear are few hats at the same time.

By now, you must realize enormously big-headed, I am. :)

So, speak soon and here’s to a sensational meantime.

“Blessed are the cracked, for they shall let in the light.” ~ Groucho Marx