When four people, strangers and family, converge on a fifteen-bedroom house in Cornwall for Christmas, will there be enough room for everyone?
Winter. It makes things visible. In Ali Smith’s Winter, life-force matches up to the toughest of the seasons. In this second novel in her Seasonal cycle, the follow-up to her sensational Autumn, Smith’s shapeshifting novel casts a warm, wise, merry and uncompromising eye over a post-truth era in a story rooted in history and memory and with a taproot deep in the evergreens, art and love.
Tragedy is not inevitable when art（not Art） and politics happen in real life. A winter book bought in the very beginning of the Spring and read in the beginning of Summer. Green Bay has the most creepy museum I've ever been, in the early lamented March, g...