The Secret Life of a Knitter
Last Tuesday, when I was at Café Retro knitting with an enormous group of people, one person had brought a good stack of books she wanted to get rid of. So, I got my hands on Yarn Harlot – the secret life of a knitter, by Stephanie Pearl-McPhee. I’ve been reading it ever since, in small portions, as it brings out some thoughts about my own knitting, and I have to work a few rounds on one of my projects once in a while in order not to feel guilty about the knitting just lying there.. It probably doesn’t make sense if you haven’t read the book :o)
The book is awesome. It’s funny. I’m completely baffled by it. I’m just past half way, and I already know I am going to miss it as soon as I finish it. Luckily, the Yarn Harlot is still maintaining a blog, which is just as amusing to read!
The book itself is worn. There has been spilled tea on it, and several of the pages were glued together (probably by the tea-incident). But it doesn’t matter, ’cause it is still amazing! I can’t get my hands down, as we say in Danish :o)