Winter: The Story of a Season
An odd, unexpected and quite lovely book from McDermid ... More than her memories; it is a celebration of all things cold, dark and Scottish. In short, evocative chapters McDermid slides gracefully from topic to topic ... It’s a pleasure to move with McDermid ... A memoir of her heart.
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It’s a lovely, gentle little book, a warming meditation on the coldest, darkest time of the year ... Spiced with local dialect.
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It is memoir-ish, and it did make me wish she would produce a proper memoir. There are hints here ... There is a strangeness about this book. We can all reminisce about writing our names with sparklers or sodden socks while sledging, but – however we make meaning from it – Christmas is still at the centre of the winter season. Although McDermid writes about gifts and about Christmas Day being a work day...there is nothing about Christmas as a religious celebration.
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