© 2025 by Kit Morrison 

  Having written nonfiction and essays exclusively since the COVID lockdown and my bout with cancer, I was beyond thrilled to return to my f...

I'm old enough, and not naïve enough, to know why the murder of Indigenous actor Jonathan Joss, who voiced the character of John Redcorn...

  I wrote all day today until I was crossed-eyed, then had a late lunch and went for a walk through the boneyard.   I honestly believed my i...

I'm delighted to share that my third essay collection is forthcoming. I'm thrilled to be back with the good people at Cormorant Book...

Last night, the Hero MD™ and I said goodnight to our beloved Beckett for the very last time. In the past month, Beckett’s health and mobilit...

  So, here's the 2024 roundup, which literally no one is obligated to read. Last year on this day of New Year's Eve, I had just han...

I intensely dislike "vaguebooking," and I very, very rarely do it, but occasionally it's what's required. If I were to do ...

  It's been pretty much my most favourite kind of Toronto November Saturday afternoon, cold enough for my purple scarf. Brunch with Dext...

 This superb profile of my friend Ron Oliver in the November issue of Toronto Life is now online. Enjoy!  https://torontolife.com/deep-dives...

  My American grandmother, Alvina Becker Hardt, born in Alsace-Lorraine, Germany in 1902, at the very dawn of the 20th century, has been on ...

Tricked out in my white canvas Tilly hat like Jessica Fletcher off to solve a mystery on my annual pre-dinner Thanksgiving perambulation out...

I hunted down my dear friend Nicholas Pullen's stellar debut The Black Hunger on this, the evening of his publication day. I've been...

  With award-winning veteran broadcaster and author Carol Off, before we took the stage on Saturday night.  [Photo: Bernard Clark Photograph...

  These exquisite Ontario early-autumn clouds through the windshield of Stephen's car, on the drive home from Orillia this afternoon str...