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THAT shawl

August 17, 2014

I’m not mad, exactly, but I do wonder about pictures of some of the patterns I’ve knitted and they’re not exactly what the model pictures on the pattern are like. Especially shawls. If I’m making that shawl, I want that shawl, even if it turns out to need more yarn than is originally noted in the pattern. I want THAT shawl, not the one that is 2/3 the size of that shawl. THAT shawl, like the one the pretty model is wearing with the ivy-covered building background with the horse and the hot dude waiting for her. THAT shawl.

Part of the problem could very well be me – that I don’t block very hard and my gauge might be off because hey, who really knits a swatch on a shawl – but seriously. My shawl should not be that much smaller than the one in the pattern picture.

Just let me know. I can take it. (I can find my own ivy-colored building background and horse and hot dude. I don’t need instructions for that.)


too much crafting knowledge

November 12, 2013

In Horatio Hornblower Duty, there’s a scene with Maria, who gives Horatio a pair of mitten before he leaves on a mission to face the forces of the French Navy/Army/Napoleon Bomaparte. This should be a touching scene, a scene of awkward intents and shifting emotions. He has rescued her and her mother from debtor’s prison. She feels she owes him, but she’s a respectable girl. She holds him in terribly great esteem. They may never see each other again.

Me, I thought “She made a full pair of men’s mittens in one night?!!” Because I guess you could do that with a chunkier yarn and if you stayed up, but man, that’s a fair amount of work to do overnight.

W said, “I don’t thinks that’s the viewer is meant to scrutinize that point.”

I think knowing something about the craft ruined the scene for me.

question for the gallery…

June 20, 2012

It isn’t a problem if you start out writing drawerfic about gladiators and then spend weeks figuring out how much you know about Pompeii, Latin, Roman citizen rights and the conquered people. Is it?

(Borrowed book on proper Latin titles and address, have activated husband’s old Latin learning, bookmarked several websites on education in ancient Rome, trying to figure out proper metals and alloys for various items.)

How does idfic transform itself into relevant society-based historical piece? This was just supposed to be for me, because I find gladiators interesting. This is how little 500 word drabbles turn into 20k mammoths. Damn it.

Unintended silences

June 17, 2012

It’s been a rough bunch of weeks.  Not packed with busy-ness, but some difficult emotional stuff.

W was out of town for nearly two weeks and I stayed in town the whole time (as opposed to going to visit some relatives), so I played single parent for a while.  Then, I realized my fest fic was due and I wasn’t anywhere near to being done.  I have managed to finish up in time (thank you, beta readers!), but was is a bit of an ass-pull.  (Probably shouldn’t have signed up, because I was on the fence about feelin’ the magic, but I can’t help it.  A challenge is also sort of tempting.)  Then there is job stuff – which started months ago and may be finally coming to a head now.

Grah.  None of that stuff is conducive to sharing, I’m sorry.  Because it’s sort of awful and depressing and I don’t want to write about that and nobody wants to read about that.  But that’s why I haven’t been keeping up.

Funny stuff later, I promise.


April 14, 2011

Really sick. J just diagnosed with strep. I’ve got to go pick up the antibiotics in a bit. I had a bad fever, sore throat and chills yesterday and am still having a bad time of it. I’ve got an appointment with the doctor tomorrow – I think I’ve got strep as well. It’s terrible being sick, that’s all I can say.


March 18, 2011

Oh, Japan.  I’m sorry.  How terrible.

It sort of puts things into perspective – I was readying a post to bitch about the 30″ (30!) of snow we had last weekend after a really amazingly warm couple of days (and thereby setting me back seasonally and wanting to choke a groundhog to two).  But what is snow compared to a huge earthquake and a tsunami?  Poor people.

From a historical, geological perspective, I am really interested in the quake (there might not have been its equal in 1000 years), but it doesn’t seem right to be interested.  I’m also interested in the nuclear containment aspect, but admitting this in person feels cold and wrong.  The fire/rescue news is all full of management scenarios – but it is as though the interest in that is only appropriate for those actively involved.  But the intellectual tug of it is hard to resist, because I could spend the whole day watching the news – and how the technology is being used – from a mapping persepctive (have you seen the airphotos recently?  frickin’ unbelievable), the rescue/emergency management angle, the science (foreshocks, aftershocks, Pacific Tsunami warning system) of it is just mind-blowing.

I’m not a tragedy vulture – because I do want it to turn out all right and everybody to be safe.   I realize those are real people, and it is something terrible they are living through.  It’s just so sad.

shortcut contemplated

December 9, 2009

Thinkin’ about putting the entirety of WWII in a single chapter.

I want to respect the story but the details are killing me.

It’s probably good I don’t get paid for this.

I’m an ass.  (Notice the the short sentences – influence of trying to write punchily.  Does it or doesn’t it leave room for interpretation?  I can’t ever tell.)

Working on not becoming jaded.  Sigh.  Off to write some more.


November 10, 2009

Bad virus on my computer.  More details when it gets cleared up.  (I’m on W’s machine and he likes to use it occasionally.)

Okay – one story.  I was looking at the toaster, and I realized something.  Now, realize we’ve had this toaster since we got married, some 8 years ago.  The toaster has a “STOP” button just beneath the browning level dial.  What the heck was I doing that whole time?  I just pushed up on the lever when I wanted the toast.  But there you go – a button that stops the toaster, and maybe might keep one from breaking the lever.  Feeling like an ultimate nimrod, I asked W very quietly (because when I’m feeling dumb I either go very quiet or very loud), “did you notice there’s a STOP button on the toaster?”

He said, “What button?”

I’m glad I’m not alone, but this begs the question – we were trained to observe, no?  Maybe not.

kinds of contact

November 5, 2009

Was thinking about how we contact other people through time. (Through history, and also the levels technology has taken us.)

Level 1 – Imagine reading a letter from a stranger and making up the voice of that person in your head.
Level 2 – Hearing the voice of said person.
Level 3 – Seeing a picture.
Level 4 – Seeing in movement.
Level 5 – Seeing moment and sound in color.
Level 6 – Seeing in person.
Level 7 – Physical contact.

It’s crazy thinking about how big each of those steps might be – say in a blind date situation. Because really, nothing is as one imagines it to be. I write fairly well, but I’m a huge dork and can be weird and awkward in person. Or if someone has an amazing voice, but looks like a toad (or vice versa, nasal crackly voice but astonishingly pretty). Our brains and expectations are funny things.

Was thinking about this in part because I had heard of films of Hitler that were in color – and W said it would be weird seeing Hitler in color. It might make him too real, after we’ve gotten used to the black and white images – that put him safely into the past and almost make him a cartoon and put away like the technology that depicted him.


October 25, 2009

The season of the Community Supported Agriculture experiment is coming to an end.  Verdict?  Totally worth it – environmentally.  Not certain financially, as I haven’t tallied that up yet.  Let’s say it cost ~$220 this season, even though the season started a little late this year and some items were not fully available.  Would recommend it with some conditions.

Main feelings on it – even though there’s been some weeks that we haven’t been able to utilize our split (have forgotten to pick it up or just haven’t eaten enough of it), I think this forces us to eat a lot more vegetables and greens – because hey, we’ve already paid for it and it’s just sitting in the fridge.  I think we’re approaching a better diet and it’s all locally organically grown – so good on the environment.  Also, there are some things in there that have forced me into greater culinary creativity just to consume the stuff so we have enough room in the fridge for the next week’s load (what the heck do other people do with a single kohlrabi?).

Some snags though:

1.  We split a share with a friend, and that works out okay, although I feel badly that we haven’t picked up hardly at all – they pick up because it’s on their way home from work and just give us half.   So we have pickup guilt.  But we certainly couldn’t manage to eat a whole share by ourselves.

2.  Because it’s picked up from the farm, there’s some more choice in the share (i.e. you can choose two cabbages or one cabbage and some squash) and I’d have liked to have known more what would be available week to week.

3.  Because of the kitchen renovation, we probably ate out more than we would have – thereby costing us more money than if there was no renovation – counting in the cost of take-out and vegetable waste.

4.  Because of the climate, there’s just stuff you see a lot of and are getting sick of (I think I’m done with beets for a while).  Not a lot to be done about that – except for actually getting out there to do the pick-up so maybe I’d have a bit more control over that.