My Time at Doncopolitan

When I first applied for an internship at Doncopolitan, I was desperate to learn from the huge team that created such a beautiful product that was splashed across paper, computer screens and social media. I was eager to be apart of their passion and join in their celebration of a neglected city while challenging the issues that it faces.

I never could have imagined that it was just two people were behind something so powerful.

I have always been passionate about words, just not necessarily the same words as everyone else. For instance, if ever I went into a book shop with a friend, they would always find me stroking the spines of the classics rather than devouring new releases. So when I went from three years of exploring the history of fiction in my English Literature degree, to an MA in Magazine Journalism, people were a little confused.

But I knew that just like Emily Bronte or Charles Dickens, journalists tell stories that help, inspire and motivate people. And in many ways, journalism was more powerful than those classic journeys I love so much, because it shows us the reality of our world and it gives people the voice to share their own story. Doncopolitan made me realise that even more.

But that’s not all they brought to my attention. During my MA I met a lot of people in the industry, and they were all London mad. I mean, I get it, London is where the majority of the industry is. But I knew, as I sat amongst my friends who’s eyes all glistened at the thought of going to the capital, that London just wasn’t for me. Having said that, I had made a conscious, yet stubborn decision to go for a few years, make myself heard and then return to the north. I didn’t like it, but I had accepted that I had to do it.

That was until Doncopolitan showed me the need for good, strong journalism and active creativity, in northern cities. It showed me the shame we have as an industry for denying the creative voices of the nation if they didn’t make the transition to the capital city. Doncopolitan showed me that it didn’t have to be that way.

Seeing the way people responded to the work of these two individuals, the excitement contributors wore across their faces and the passion and determination Rachel and Warren put into the magazine, has taught me so many things that years in education never could. I will forever grateful for their support and for the chance to contribute to something that has made such a positive difference on those that read it.

It saddens me to have to leave this chapter behind, but I know that it will always stick with me and construct the way I move into future opportunities.

I hope that no matter how challenging it may sometimes seem, that Rachel and Warren never throw in the towel, but keep encouraging the amazing creativity of their underestimated city.

I am also forever in Rachel’s debt for teaching me how to make a pom pom and letting me watch her make paper flowers… her creativity is endless.

They’re both beautiful souls, who will forever have my gratitude, respect and admiration.

Thanks for being great.

Dx

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