The seasons come up undisturbed by crime and war.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Good seasons start with good beginnings.
Crime dramas will never go away as long as people turn to television for, among other things, reassurance and comfort.
If there's a 'Cruel Summer' then there's got to be a 'Cruel Winter,' right? That's all I'm saying.
Hollywood is a perpetual summerland, a temperate, godless yaw where the very word 'season' has been co-opted by television executives. There are few harbingers of winter here.
Crime is the price society pays for abandoning character.
My books are never about the crimes. They are about how the characters react to the crimes.
War of aggression, war which does not imply defense of one's country, is a collective crime.
Crime is a job and it's boring. It's also unpleasant.
When all the world appears to be in a tumult, and nature itself is feeling the assault of climate change, the seasons retain their essential rhythm. Yes, fall gives us a premonition of winter, but then, winter, will be forced to relent, once again, to the new beginnings of soft greens, longer light, and the sweet air of spring.
Winter is not a season, it's an occupation.