Editorial Writing Samples
Veronica C. Ratliff, also known as V.C.R, is a world-class multimedia writer and published author with extensive knowledge in multiple fields such as journalism, marketing, editorial, fiction and nonfiction writing, non-profits, comprehensive research, and the contemporary art world. She has served as a writer for eight years for various notable publications including Blavity, Nasty Gal, and independent blogs. In 2019, she wrote and published her first book, "The Creative Black Woman's Playbook" which is an interactive and comprehensive guide for black women of all ages, to not only create the creative life they want but to monetize every aspect of it. This book sold out all published copies (300) in just four months and she was honored at Frieze LA 2020 for the impact of this book. It would be an honor to serve as a copywriter for your organization and it would be her goal to learn, gain experience, and use all her gifts to serve your organization's vision.
Editorial Writing Samples
Welp, I'll be the first to admit it. Like most 90s babies, I was born on a church pew and basically grew up in the choir stand. I was indoctrinated at an early age, so Jesus Christ and the Bible were all I knew.
WARNING: All opinions stated in this think piece are subject to the writer and not BLAVITY. The purpose of this piece is to facilitate meaningful conversation. Gamma Mu Ivy Leaf Pledge club of Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority, Inc., 1961.
Recently, the rapper J. Cole released a documentary on HBO, appropriately titled 4 Your Eyez Only , in conjunction with his album. When I saw the super trailer rolling around, I knew that it would be great, but I wasn't ready for the wake-up call I was going to receive.
Okay, let's state the obvious. Black women are the most marginalized and unacknowledged group of individuals in our world. Since this is a known fact, we must continuously strive to reverse the narrative, educate and honor our own.
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In a busy city with the mighty Mississippi River in view, my earliest childhood memory was my mother and I walking with my brother to the nearby art gallery. With my little brother gliding in a stroller, and my little sister, not yet born, I clutched my mother's heavy baby bag as I counted the stones on the sidewalk leading to our destination.