To the Troglodytes of the United Conservative Party, I spent a good amount of time considering whether or not I wanted to write this open letter. I was hesitant, partially because I believe that I may have lost some of my typical ‘zazz’ and ‘sass’ in my aging years. But more importantly, I am… Continue reading An Open Letter to the United Conservative Party “Long time coming, folks.”
Author: Kathleen Sawisky
New Project Preview “Arro of the Waste”
Alex and I are headed to Toronto for secret things I'm not allowed to discuss. It's the first time I've been away from both of my kids, and I'm definitely fine. We're fine. Everything is fine. While I sit in the airport at 5:30 am, my sleep-deprived brain has decided now is the time to… Continue reading New Project Preview “Arro of the Waste”
In Which Suspicions are Raised
I don't wish to out myself as a lazy person, or a lazy mother for that matter, but I'm afraid the context of this entire interaction generally supports that claim. It was (mostly) laziness that incentivized me to order from Instacart today. I decided to do so for two reasons: 1) My youngest son has… Continue reading In Which Suspicions are Raised
An Update to The Code Book 3 (and breathing some life into this dusty old chestnut)
Friends, It's been a while, hasn't it? I'm pleased to report that while my attempts at circumventing the globe in a hot air balloon, accompanied only by a capuchin monkey I named "Rodrigo", and a small AI powered toaster (for high tea above the Arctic Circle, of course) failed miserably, I have made some progress… Continue reading An Update to The Code Book 3 (and breathing some life into this dusty old chestnut)
An Open Letter to Jason Kenney
Friends, I know it's been a long while since you've heard from me, and I promise I'll have news about the next installment of The Code and Natalia's continuing adventures soon. In the meantime, there is something that I have been sitting on for 18 months or so, and I think it's about time it… Continue reading An Open Letter to Jason Kenney
An Open Letter to Tyler Shandro, Alberta Minister of Health
Dear Doctor Shandro, I call you doctor because I assume, given your blatant disregard to professionals in the industry, you yourself must be a medical doctor with some level of tenure. Otherwise your obviously loud, mouth-breathing mannerisms would come off as irresponsible and unreasonable and dangerous to the healthcare of Albertans. But that couldn’t be… Continue reading An Open Letter to Tyler Shandro, Alberta Minister of Health
An Open Letter to Men in Search of High Value Women
A good writing friend of mine recently alerted me to a wonderful, informative tweet regarding the ideals a woman must adhere to in order to successfully hook a High Value Man. Now, I won't share the tweet itself, only this excerpt, as I believe kicking someone when they are down is unfair. However, I think… Continue reading An Open Letter to Men in Search of High Value Women
Adventures in Butternut Squash
My Little Love, Six months ago I called your father at 3 a.m. and gave him the news. It was time. We had suspected it was approaching, given I had lost what I affectionately refer to as my "jelly center" the day prior, but my mom had assured me that it can take up to… Continue reading Adventures in Butternut Squash
Not Dead Yet
Ten months ago I finished a draft for The Code: Book 3. As is tradition I took some time after to question every creative choice if ever made, and berate myself for being generally bad at this whole writing thing. It was meant to pass; it always does. Then I would pick up my red… Continue reading Not Dead Yet
Of
Of words. Of thoughts. Of the indistinguishable hum of your body and the city, moving together, crumbling in tandem. Of your smile through teeth, your laughter through emptiness. Of the definition of your life, laid out before you as a dissembled puzzle needing a steady hand to help you piece it back together. Of the… Continue reading Of
