A Letter from the Editor

December 04, 2020

Snowstorms, chinooks, hoarfrost, and heavy snow upon the treetops; with winter among us, staying home has become much easier, and, frankly, much preferred! My personal favorite thing to do during this time of year is to indulge in some serious reading. So while you're staying at home, cozied in a blanket with a cup of hot chocolate, why not check out some of our articles?

While you're perusing through our magazine, make sure to take a look at our exclusive content - plenty of poetry and short stories to keep you from serious boredom in self-isolation. We've also updated our book club format, so make sure to subscribe to our newsletter for updates on our winter read - Little Women by Louisa May Alcott.

Happy Reading!

J.E Stanway

Editor of The Postmodern Journal

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“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.”

- Lewis Carrol, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland

"Since I was quite young, winter was always my favorite time of the year. Although spring has switched places in my heart with this season, winter still ranks right below. My memories of winter consist of large pots of tea while sewing with Mom and watching period dramas, snowstorms whirling outside my house while I read Little House on the Prairie by the fire, and baking in the hearth of our family kitchen. To me, winter is the definition of wholesomeness, like childhood relived every time the snow touches the surface of the ground."

- J.E Stanway, Editor

"Growing up, winter was always about playing in the snow. I remember driving out to snow parks near my home town with friends and family as sparkling snowflakes hit the windshield. We would go cross country skiing under a full moon and bright stars, or we would hike out to a secluded snowy forest and dig out our own little hangout, complete with a fire pit and icy seating. We'd head out to a big, steep hill with sleds and slide down over and over for hours. After all of these fun-packed, exhausting days in the wintry wonderland of central Oregon, I would always feel so warm inside. Especially if my grandma packed a thermos full of hot chocolate."

- Addison Horsell, PMJ Team Member

"These wintery months are about the sparkling forests covered in white at the start of December and the soft warm glow inside our homes. The complete silence as the world slows down, as if all of us had to stop what we’re doing just to watch the snow fall. It’s the smell of gingerbread and cinnamon in the air and putting peppermint in everything that we can get our hands on. As we stand out in the cold admiring each snowflake, we’re reminded of our singularity and importance. May everything we touch become beautiful in comparison."

- Kathryn Houghton, PMJ Team Member

"Winter is in my opinion the best season of all. While others sometimes get depressed at this time of year, it has quite the opposite effect on me. I adore sitting inside on cold days and seeing the snow fall and create a clean and beautiful blanket over the ground. My favorite thing to do at this time is to sit and drink hot chocolate while watching period dramas and other things on my laptop. Winter is the coziest time of year and therefore the closest to my heart always."

- M.T Peters, Assistant Editor

Our Winter Book:

Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

PMJ Book Club

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Photo by Kathryn Houghton

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