Winter strangers did not get what they expected. Winter strangers are not in full bloom. They are in the right place at the wrong time or the wrong place at the right time or the wrong place at the wrong time.
The short stories in Winter Strangers examine dynamics of barrenness and thwarted or misrecognised satisfactions. Attempts to give or receive succour founder in the spaces of contemporary alienation where the figures that populate this book contend with the manufacturing and vitiation of their desires. A search for pleasure begins: pleasure at home, online, in work, in the body, in thought and speech, in vision and language. Winter Strangers makes contact with its reader where such pleasures reckon with loneliness and make no compromise.