Dear Vi, I’ve turned my chair to look North, where a thunderstorm is slowly working its way down the lake. I sat knitting for an hour or so while Kelly napped in the cabin and listened to thunder rumbling in the distance, wind in the trees, the snick of my knitting needles, the pair of… Continue reading Cabin contentment
Category: Knitting
Head and Shoulders, Knees and…Elbows? Searching for ergonomic solutions in small writing spaces
Dear Vi, I hate to be a complainer, but I just have to tell you: Too much hand quilting, knitting, typing, and gripping heavy weights at the gym have given me tennis elbow in both arms and caused the arthritis in my hands to flare up. It’s my own fault. I let it go too… Continue reading Head and Shoulders, Knees and…Elbows? Searching for ergonomic solutions in small writing spaces
Knitting and writing a Novel are more alike than you think!
Did I tell you that I finished my novel again? This isn’t the first time I’ve finished it, of course. The first finished draft was the equivalent of a scarf knitted up in open lace-work. Silky threads to hold everything together, but full of holes. When it was as ready as I could get it,… Continue reading Knitting and writing a Novel are more alike than you think!
Knitting till the words come home
Sometimes writing a novel feels an awful lot like waiting. And what does any sane person do while waiting? Sigh. I know. It’s the words. I’m waiting for the words. Meanwhile, I’ve been doing a lot of knitting.
The Heebie Jeebies
It had been a dark and stormy afternoon, so after supper Sam and I decided to get out for a walk before it got too dark. Or at least before it started to rain again. It was kinda spooky, to tell you the truth… The light had an eerie copper post-storm tinge to it and… Continue reading The Heebie Jeebies
On the Needles: Knitting lace on the Snaring River
Mr. C and I went camping in Jasper National Park this week, where we discovered the Snaring River campground. The perfect place to plant my chair and listen to the rushing water, clicking needles and my own thoughts for a few hours. Paradise!