I’m a knitter, and so is Pacific Northwest author Stephanie Kallos, incidentally. In fact, I absolutely love this essay of hers drawing parallels between novel writing and sock knitting. Inspired by her, as well as the stocking I’m working on for my daughter, I wanted to post these photos.
I’ve always shied away from color knitting, but in the spirit of the season, I’m attempting intarsia for the first time. It’s not pretty:
- All those loose ends make me think of my new novel’s storyline, and how my intended protagonist’s ancestor is bumbling around causing so much havoc that I need to toss my outline in the recycling.
- When flipped over, though, there’s a picture emerging on the front of the stocking. It’s not perfect, it’s not a great example of its kind, but it’s telling a story.
I can only hope the loose ends I’m tussling with in my new novel will turn into something lovely. Or at least something strong enough to call Draft 1, so I can then move on to tighten, knot, weave and snip.