Guarding the remote, just like his (human) papa…

Duncan with the Remote Control
“The dog has seldom been successful in pulling man up to its level of sagacity, but man has frequently dragged the dog down to his.”-James Thurber
Guarding the remote, just like his (human) papa…

Duncan with the Remote Control
“The dog has seldom been successful in pulling man up to its level of sagacity, but man has frequently dragged the dog down to his.”-James Thurber
George Eliot was born on 22 November 1819.

George Eliot
George Eliot was rebellious in ways that actually meant something. She had guts, too, and a wide talent.
“The beginning of compunction is the beginning of a new life.”-George Eliot
Novels: Adam Bede; The Mill on the Floss; Silas Marner; Romola; Felix Holt, the Radical; Middlemarch; Daniel Deronda

Émile Zola by Édouard Manet, 1868

Émile Zola, 1902
“If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud.”-Émile Zola
Cold weather never travels alone. It packs many well-loved delights in its frosty bag of tricks, including: hot chocolate, gingerbread, nifty patterned gloves and scarves, pumpkin-flavored everything, frozen breath, crackling wood fires, mulled beverages, and fairy lights. Whilst those are wonderful there are other, lesser extolled, pleasures in which to indulge: mint chocolate brownies, hot water bottle cozies, the scent of real pine, watching snow fall at midnight, and seasonal reading. Oh, seasonal reading! How I adore thee.
Yearly I turn to you, as the calendar begins its long hike through winter’s desolate days…
I seek you out to warm my cold soul and chapped heart…
You do things to me that hot drinks and heavy blankets never could…
What a comfort you are, my winter writers!
There is but one solution when faced with the inevitable onslaught of nasty, chilling weather: arm yourself to the teeth with a weighty supply of wonderful books, and dig in for the duration. As soon as temperatures sink, an instinctual survival mode kicks in and I start to ritualize my life-including a long-standing pattern of reading works by the same authors. The books themselves vary, of course, but their progenitors remain fixed. This time of year my preferences tend towards the following qualities of language, attitude, or thought: severity, hardiness, bareness, intellectual passion, bluntness, pluckiness, and mental or emotional resilience.
Do you read in such seasonal ways? If so, please share your favourite cold weather books and/or writers in the comments! Here is my list.
MY TOP SIX COLD WEATHER WRITERS
EMILY BRONTË

Emily Brontë by Branwell Brontë
REASON: Her solitary, willful disposition.
“I’ll walk where my own nature would be leading: It vexes me to choose another guide.”
ANTON CHEKHOV

Anton Chekhov, 1889
REASON: No one speaks to my deepest soul the way nineteenth-century Russian writers do, Chekhov chief amongst them.
“The role of the artist is to ask questions, not answer them.”
EMILY DICKINSON

Emily Dickinson
REASON: The economy of her writing.
“One need not be a chamber to be haunted.” Continue reading

Doris Lessing Quote
Marcel Proust died on 18 November 1922.

Marcel Proust
“Always try to keep a patch of sky above your life.”-Marcel Proust, Swann’s Way
Doris Lessing, Nobel Prize-winning author, has died at 94 [COURTESY LOS ANGELES TIMES BOOKS]
Her name is Koonu, but you may call her Chuck.

Koonu (Chuck)
“In nine lifetimes, you’ll never know as much about your cat as your cat knows about you.”-Michel de Montaigne