A review by amberlinn
Winter Solstice by Rosamunde Pilcher

3.5

A lovely slice of life that you somehow get drawn into. Time warps, as it often does around this time of year, and you don’t know how to feel about some of the people sometimes, but you always feel cozy there. 
I went into this blind and the whole first section of the novel made me uneasy, as if waiting with breath held despite not knowing what was coming. 
There was a reason for that feeling of foreboding.
It was hard to shake that unease the rest of the novel, but easy to get swept in the current of the hustle and bustle. 
It was tender, but not particularly exciting. And if that’s what you’re looking for in a novel, you will love it.
For me, it feels a bit dull in hindsight.