Posts By: Sara Kinninmont

Sara Kinninmont

In Dependent Times

Sara Kinninmont has been writing for the Voice since the summer of 2003. Her contributions are not frequent, but they are always memorable and strike a chord with Voice readers. An AU graduate, Sara explores the conflicted middle-ground between adulthood and late adolescence that is the third decade of life in North America. Where once… Read more »

Diploma-induced Dichotomy

I officially have in my possession a piece of paper that cost me somewhere in the five figure range. Acquiring it was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done (and no, it wasn’t a result of a booze-blurred bidding war on e-Bay). Paper in hand, I don’t regret any of what I went through… Read more »

A Self-Admitted Outdoor Unenthusiast

I have no proof, but I’m fairly certain whenever a child is born in Vancouver that the parents are required to sign a legally binding contract, which obliges them to freely use guilt as a means of making their offspring go outside and enjoy the outdoors. “It’s such a beautiful day. Why aren’t you outside… Read more »

In Dependent Times

What do I know about independence? That depends. The concept is certainly one I’m familiar with, but I won’t lie, it’s not one I’ve put into practice. My level of personal independence rivals that of a cat. I come and go as I please without a care in the world, yet when it comes to… Read more »

Internship or Bust

Internship or Bust is the journey of every student preparing to leave the cocoon of student security to navigate the bustling world of resumes, cover letters, and coveted internships with the most promising companies. Originally published on April 14, 2004 [v12 i15], this article is, like many of Sara’s contributions, one that takes the reader… Read more »

The Voice Fiction Feature – Poetry By…

Sleepwalker he lay curled on a foam mattress at the foot of the bed keeping watch guarding his child’s mind believing his presence made it all okay neither would disappear if he watched over them every night he would curl into a ball under his Garfield blanket comforted by their closeness the night she left… Read more »

Fiction Feature – Poetry by…

Crumbs The early days when you lived in the one-room apartment above Balducci’s Deli that whole summer spent with the windows open and the fan going Commercial Drive’s melody floating in making us a part of the action days when your apartment above the deli’s kitchen was fifteen degrees hotter than outside we’d strip down… Read more »

Cavity Caveat

On a recent flight from Vancouver to New York, I spent the duration listening to music and reading magazines. In that time I’m certain that the Bow Wow Wow song “I want candy” never once played on the in-flight radio, nor did the Archies’ “Sugar, Sugar”, but in retrospect, they should have, for once I… Read more »

Internship or Bust

Several months ago, after years of toiling away at my Bachelor’s Degree with a major in English, and waitressing to pay for it all, I realised that I was finally in the home stretch of my post-secondary education. I had just five classes to go before I was to be unleashed upon the world, yet,… Read more »