Sure your 20s and 30s are the puberty of adulthood—raging hormones, terrifying highs and lows. But they're also effing awesome—all opportunity and self-discovery and falling in love and breaking up and getting a job and then wanting to quit your job and wondering what’s next and what’s it all about. And drinks. Lots of drinks. Doesn’t that sound thrilling? So let’s celebrate it!
Share with us how you’re navigating this tumultuous time and you could see your story featured prominently throughout DivineCaroline.
Maybe you’re not where you thought you’d be at age 25, 30, or 35. Or maybe you are, but you’re realizing you don’t actually want what you thought you wanted and what your carefully planned bucket list and timeline brought you. Or perhaps you’ve emerged victorious from your murky 20s and early 30s and have some wisdom to share. Whatever stage of this weird party you’re in, we want to hear about it!
To get involved submit a story to DivineCaroline around the theme of celebrating your quarterlife. Categorize the story under “Quarterlife Crisis Party” to see it published on this page. For an extra edge in getting your content featured in prominent ways across our site, newsletters, and social media channels, here are a few topics I’ll be keeping my editor eye peeled for:
- Transitions in jobs—changing jobs, moving up, career-searching, going back to school
- General disillusionment about what being an adult really means
- Running away, adventures in travel, total avoidance of the crisis
- Cluelessness about life and dating and love
- Fondness and nostalgia for Clueless, the movie (That’s really just for fun.)
- Advice for how to handle the growing pains
If these areas seem a little vague to you, it’s because it is a crisis after all! No one said it was going to be easy—think of it as an allegory for the very transition we’re celebrating/ bemoaning. As always, I’m looking for stories that are relatable, thoughtful, and insightful. Extra points if you can make me laugh and know where to put commas. Slap a clear, can’t-help-but-click headline on it and you’ll be on your way to Internet fame! Or, you know, something like that.
As usual, I’ll be reading each story and deciding which ones make it to the extra-special world that is the DivineCaroline homepage. (Did you know I read every story you submit? Because I do!) To sweeten the deal, the writer who pens the piece that best captures the anxiety-ridden quarterlife will receive a prize (stay tuned)!
And, oh, as with most twenty-something parties, this is BYOB. Cheers!