A presumptuous nominee on the hubris, and shame, of Giller Prize forensics.
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Ten anecdotes about what it means to eat in “Toronto’s Brooklyn”
When it comes to the rules of the road, don’t let the movies be your guide.
While not devoid of poetic merit, Drake’s songs are designed to be hits that can bear repeated, but not necessarily close, listening. The question with such a strategy is to what extent lyrical content matters.
I don’t know what to do with Corb Lund. If Ian Tyson weren’t alive, then he might be the only…
When I first read Don DeLillo’s White Noise as an over-eager third-year English major, it felt like a revelation. This…
It’s common wisdom that sex sells. In the rarified world of cafe sandwich boards, however, literature and the pithy quote remain the go-to.
We learned our daughters’ names on a Friday in September, seven weeks after we were approved to adopt. We’d hunkered down for a long wait, had booked trips, bought a convertible…
The name of the World’s Smallest Bookstore is only a slight exaggeration. The original store, the one you first notice when…
A poem published in The Walrus’ March 2016 issue contains an error. The well-intentioned copyeditor who saw the poem just before it went to print…