The Wolves of Midwinter is the second book in The Wolf Gift Chronicles by Anne Rice.
After my enthusiasm for The Wolf Gift, I jumped straight into The Wolves of Midwinter, then kind-of got distracted and took about 3 months to finish it. The long breaks during reading this book made it feel more disjointed than it probably would have done if I had read it in a shorter time frame. The book was divided into several distinct story lines, which in some ways made it easier to take breaks. With the exception of a few scenes of werewolf-on-werewolf love action, which I could have lived without, it was a pretty cool book.
I’m looking forward to the next one!
The Wolf Gift is the first in The Wolf Gift Chronicles by Anne Rice.
Followers of the blog will know that I made a conscious attempt to get into reading a few years ago, having made it to my late 30’s (at the time) having only read a handful of books in my life. Having made the decision to begin reading, the first series of books I chose were The Vampire Chronicles by Anne Rice. I loved The Vampire Chronicles. I loved New Tales of the Vampires. I loved Lives of the Mayfair Witches. I couldn’t face any of the religious or romance novels by Anne Rice, so once I had finished these three series, I thought that was the end of the line for me.
Fast forward a few years and Anne Rice has returned to her roots and started a new series called The Wolf Gift Chronicles, which is not surprisingly about Werewolves. For me, this is like coming home. I like the way Anne Rice writes. I find it very easy to read and typically the pace of her stories suites me perfectly. The Wolf Gift is no exception.
If you’ve been suffering from Anne Rice withdrawal symptoms, you really need to read The Wolf Gift. I don’t think you will be disappointed.