Read your recommendation post and I would love some! Something wintery, dark and the feel of a lonely day in the mountains? Eh... well, anything longish is welcome. Hope you enjoy those days!
Andrés Neuman, Traveler of the Century, has a snowbound village and a snowbound traveler, discussions about language and religion and feminism and love.
Boris Pasternak, Dr. Zhivago, has vast swathes of snow. So much snow. Poetry about snow and its light, and finding one’s way in landscapes familiar and unfamiliar, snow in the city and a candle behind a frosted window, snow in the countryside and a pile of potatoes to last you through winter.
Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body, is about the joys and perils and griefs of trying to find oneself in other people, and includes great imagery about snow, and ends in a snow-surrounded cottage.
A. A. Milne, The House at Pooh Corner, deserves honorable mention here. “The more it snows (tiddly pom)” etc.
Elizabeth Kostova, The Historian, is a big, sprawling page-turner with lots of dramatic landscapes, and I think at least some of them are snowy.
Agatha Christie, The Murder on the Orient Express, has a perfect crime spoiled by a snowdrift.















