I've bumped into at least three people in town who all insist 'Winter's Bone' is about them.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape. Something waits beneath it; the whole story doesn't show.
Winter is nature's way of saying, 'Up yours.'
'The Bone Season' is violent. There's sex. My little brother keeps asking to read it, and he's 9, so I'm like, 'No, it's not happening.'
A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.
Many human beings say that they enjoy the winter, but what they really enjoy is feeling proof against it.
A lot of people have something to say about 'Wuthering Heights,' but nobody quite nails it.
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen.
I realized there might be monetary or financial reasons to jump in and write a 'Winter's Bone Retriumphs' or something, and nobody would object to me doing that in publishing. But it would be a waste of my time, and they always take a little longer than you thought they would take.
Winter is not a season, it's an occupation.
I am never not thinking about stories. 'The Bone Season' is 90% of my brain - 10% is interacting with the rest of the world.