Today's the first of July, but the weather's felt like July for about 3 weeks now. We're badly in need of rain where I am: the grass is crunchy, the plants are withering with nothing but hose water and Miracle Gro to keep them going, the horses are overheated, and midafternoons are nothing short of miserable.
This is the time of year when I usually want to sit down and write about cold climates. Brisk fall breezes, and heaped-up snowbanks. If you're looking for something cold to read amidst all this heat, look no further...
Set in Soviet-era Russia during Operation Barbarossa in Stalingrad, at the height of winter.
Set in Knoxville, TN before, during, and after Christmas, during a rare Tennessee snowstorm.
Set in the snowy, Northern fantasy realm of Aeres, amidst fur-draped Viking-inspired Northmen, wolf shifters, and cold-drakes.
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