STORY

Welcome to Windy Mornings—a quiet corner of the internet where stories rustle like autumn leaves and every review is steeped in candlelight and curiosity.

I’m Victoria, a 26-year-old reader tucked away in the northern wilds, where winters are long, dark, and often unforgiving. Books have always been my self-company through the hush of snowstorms and the solitude of deep December nights. Alongside my cat (who’s partial to sunbeams and spine naps), I spend my days wrapped in stories that shimmer with mystery, melancholy, and magic.

Windy Mornings is my creative outlet—a space to share thoughtful reviews, seasonal reading lists, and cozy collages that celebrate the mood of a good book: the hush of a café, the flicker of a fire, the scent of pine and paper. I love building welcoming spaces for fellow readers, and this blog is my way of sharing that love—one page, one whisper, one warm mug at a time.

Let’s get lost together.