I’m done! I just have to block it.” – More knitters than I can count
Nope, no deep meanderings for Monday morning here. Over the weekend, I managed to complete several things that had been hanging over my head. The first was making final tweaks in the manuscript for Surviving 30 Days of Literary Madness and loading that up to Amazon and other assorted places. (As a side note, I now know how to do a numbered list in an ebook and make it come out decently. If you’re curious, leave a note in the comments and I’ll demonstrate.) I also managed to complete the CreateSpace upload, so there is a print version to be released this Thursday as well.
But I also managed to complete one of my knitting projects. I started myLeaf Press Shawl the day after Christmas, having just bound off my Advent Shawl. It seemed particularly appropriate as the pattern had been a gift and both skeins used part of Indigodragonfly Yarn’s “Giftapalooza” special editions. The shawl still needs to be blocked (and a few ends woven in), but that will happen next weekend. In the meantime, may I present my Leaf Press in Mule Log and Elf Insurance.
This has been my dear companion for the last nine months (and I finished three days shy of exactly nine months), the item I picked up at the end of the day when I felt stressed and needed to relax or in the quiet before services on Sunday morning. “Madam DeFarge” jokes aside, our vicar has gotten quite used to seeing me sitting in the pews with the needles moving, sometimes even during the sermon when I need that tiny distraction to quiet the monkey brain so I can listen. Let me assure my fellow writers that knitting is a wonderful activity to do while listening to writing tapes or trying to untangle the threads of your latest plot.
Of course, now that I’ve finished this project, I have to come up with another one that I can use for meditation and easy travel knitting. :: heads back to the stash ::
Coming September 29, 2016
For each day of this mad sprint, there is a quote and essay designed to help keep you going at the keyboard, along with other pieces about preparation and the novelizing hangover that comes in December. There are also pages for those other moments, the ones when you’ve fallen slightly behind – or you realize this may not be a year you cross the finish line. No matter how your November novel experience is going, this book will be a companion for each day.