Kaitlyn Kochany is a Toronto-area freelance writer and editor. She had her son, NS, in January 2016, and has been trying to sleep and write since then.
Straight off the bat, I’m just going to say it: Margaret Atwood makes me cranky. She’s been, like, the Grand Dame of Canadian Letters since forever; frankly, I haven’t drank that Kool-Aid in a long while. Books like Oryx and …
I didn’t know I wasn’t really a baby person until I spent a year with one. I love NS, obviously—everyone loves their own babies—but babies are tedious little creatures sometimes. They’re in there, but the humanity is sketched broadly and …
It’s been a hot minute since I’ve put pen to paper / finger to keyboard, and basically the reason is that our lives are really fucking tough right now! So it’s hard to be breezy about fun pants I want …
I have a bike trailer and the kid, inside the trailer, has one fist inside a stainless steel container filled with organic dried apricots. We are riding along the lakeshore, me in a pair of performance sport sunglasses, the kid …
NB: I am not an astrologer, tarot card reader, bone thrower, tea-leaf enthusiast, or seer. I have one psychic grandmother, though, so there is spooky blood in my veins. Take with however many grains of salt you usually cook with. …
I like thinking about style. Fashion—meh, trends are trends, and I once heard the axiom, “If you can remember it the first time around, you’re too old to wear it the second time,” and that’s stuck with me in an …
There is a moment happening in my life right now, where I feel the tug of a second baby. But it’s not what you think. It’s the space where the tug should be, and I am aware of its absence. …
Beyonce is a woman who works. She’s an incredible singer. She’s got that amazing body, clearly earned by plenty of gym time and green juices. She’s a fashion icon. She’s got a relatively successful marriage, and enough personal clout to …
I recently had an “aha!” moment while reading Sebastien Junger’s 2016 book Tribe. It’s all about how modern society has shifted away from our tribal roots—duh—and how moments of collective trauma, like war, reconnect people to their primal, tribe-centric selves. …
NS, you are one year old! It is amazing—maybe all years have felt this elastic, like a single day stretched out over a year, or a year compressed into a day. Maybe my memory has always been this layered, where …