'Krissy Kneen’s novels have often centred on bodies, how they morph and constrict, how they can offer transcendence or be prisons for the soul, how they merge into other shapes, beyond desire, beyond gender, beyond human. In her latest, Wintering, she continues these themes, leading to an isolated shack on the Tasmanian coast, a place where devils roam, men disappear and strange creatures are glimpsed in the twilight out of the corner of the eye.' (Introduction)