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She could hear the whistles of the trains coming and going, but the deafening roar of a crowd had not reached her yet. The crisp air around her smelled like the looming winter, but that did not matter to her anymore. She was free at last.
I’ll be honest. I spent a long time being all nervous about what I would write my first chief editor’s note about. Obviously, this is very important, if you believe that a chief editor’s note is what sets the tone for an issue, and…this is the first issue of the semester.
In this essay, I study the differences and similarities in the use of fantastic elements in Washington Irving’s short stories ‘The Legend of Sleepy Hollow’ (1820) and ‘Rip Van Winkle’ (1819) and James Hogg’s short stories ‘The Brownie of the Black Haggs‘ (1828), ‘The Mysterious Bride’ (1830) and ‘Seeking the Houdy’ (1830).
Are you wondering what is it like to start off your studies in a year like 2020? Wonder no more! Read on to know what’s in the mind of some freshers this year!
Some places just smell like the pages of our books, don’t they? Some of them trigger that “that’s what s/he meant” moment in our lives. Whether through a sudden realization or by actively bringing an author in mind when looking at a landscape, we think of links between what we read and what we see when we are in nature. Read about tourism, literature, and sustainability!
It’s a weird era to live in. When the last pandemic hit a few generations ago, everything changed. Of course, this is not in any of the history books. We only hear whispers of the days we cannot even begin to imagine. My grandmother used to tell me how her mother lived quite a different life.
A penny for your thoughts. / The strings of my purse are frayed from twirling, / constant, / Twirling leaves take flight in late September.
Few of us truly hate attention, but sometimes the feeling of being seen and watched can be overwhelming. A personal account of being self-conscious, how stressful it can be at times, and how it slowly gets better.
Dear diary, tomorrow is the first day of orientation week. I still find it very surreal that I got accepted to study English at the University of Helsinki and to be frank, I feel like I need to pinch myself. Or do I?
