Now that we're finally on the way back out of the deep freeze, I feel able to make fun of the weather we've been having in Nebraska the past month. We're used to cold here; we're used to snow here. But we aren't used to living in conditions to rival Alaska! More snow in December than any month ever, save one. Temps the past two weeks that have set records for "highs" - high being a relative term since those were the coldest highs ever.
All of this cold and snow got me wondering about what kinds of books people read in the winter. In the summer we have "beach reads." Are there "snow" reads? It turns out that there is no shortage of books with "winter" in the title. Shakespeare gave us The Winter's Tale; Robert Frost gave us Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening. Suzan Colon, Kristin Hannah, and Nevada Barr are among today's authors that have written about winter.
In the summer, it's great to read about beaches. So the question is this: is there ever a time you really want to read about snow? Personally, I'm thinking it's about time to time to pull out a book with a sand pail and shovel on the cover!