OFF THE NEEDLES!!!

Lizard Ridge is off of the needles!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Not an FO yet, but off of my needles!!!!!!

See? Last three squares to prove it:


Anyone who can give me an idea for the dregs is welcome….

Off for a day or two of end weaving, and then blocking and sewing :D

EATEN BY YARN GUYZ!!!

Tomorrow Mom and I are going to Tallahassee for the day and spending the night because she has a meeting (dinner with my best friend!). I’m the type of person who likes to have everything done so that all I have to do in the morning is make coffee, pull on my clothes, toss my toothbrush in my bag and style my bangs (give me a break, they’re new) before going. Tonight this involved winding my LAST BALL OF KUREYON.

Usually I just keep it in the ball it comes in, but it was particularly loose and I could see it exploding all over the car. So, I decided to wind it.

It had to have more tangles than any Kureyon ball I’ve EVER seen (and considering it’s the 23rd, and they’re famous for tangles….) I seriously thought I would go crazy. I am not patient with tangles, and tend to make them worse. And it was eleven o’clock at night.

And did I mention I’m NOT patient with tangles?

But, I did it! With little loss of life!

Casualties of the tangle war:

Finished ball:

Book review, because hopefully my next post will be of finished blocks and such.


The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

I’ve wanted to read this for a while, because of a mention in the fanfics of a great Harry Potter fic author, Sam (his works Stealing Harry and Lacoon’s Children are amazing alternate universes) and the Liz Phair song H.W.C. (NOT WORK SAFE)

It’s obviously Wilde’s first novel. It also happens to be his only novel. The story is good, very original, and yet…. There is plenty of detail in the beginning, and when Dorian first finds out that his portrait ages and he does not, but his decent into darkness once he has eternal youth is sadly unfleshed out. At first I understand Wilde’s intent, he wishes for this to seem shadowy, for readers to not know exactly what he knows about people or who he is, but all of this is such a sudden character change for the usually philanthropic man, and cannot all come from the influence of Henry…. I just have difficulty accepting it.

The little bits of vulnerability that are still visible even in the more devious Dorian are good, for instance his nervousness after the murder he commits…. and his naiveté early on is good, his youth well-portrayed. I think Wilde copped out a bit with the death of the man stalking Gray, but obviously he wanted Dorian’s demise at his own hand.

Overall, a good read, dripping with classic Wilde satire, but more actual detail and perhaps a little less heavy philosophy would be good in a novel.

YARN! And an FO!

Wow, sorry it’s been a while… I was waiting for my shipment from Yarnmarket to come in and come in it has! My last three skeins of Noro for Lizard Ridge and my Debbie Bliss!

While I was waiting for that, I started a Calorimetry, but was nearly done when I realized it was too small and decided that I was too lazy to frog. Instead I did a headband that Mom found on Knitpicks

It’s made from leftover Di Ve Teseo, from which I made my best friend a ribbed hat last Christmas. I really like it, and it’s a great stash buster. There’s not much else, knitting-wise. I plan to spend the next few days listening to podcasts and Ingrid Michaelson (wish I had money, I’d get her shirt :-( ) and finishing my afghan.

Book review time.

I finished this one last week, but didn’t want to post a review without a real post. So next post will have another review.


Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen

This book is almost purely satire, and yet still has the classic ending. Catherine is not, as Jane Austen points out, really anything special that would make her a heroine. True to this, nothing in the story that could lead to a great Gothic adventure becomes one. Naive, but well-read, Catherine expects a mystery around every corner when she goes with her new friend Eleanor Tilney to her Abbey (and not, as the back of the book suggests with Eleanor’s brother, Henry who is just there with them). But, each time there could be a great mystery there is a mundane explanation.

Instead, the mystery comes when Catherine is suddenly sent away from the abbey by Eleanor and Henry’s father.

Overall, I liked the book. I like Henry even more than Darcy (blasphemous, I know!) and the stereotype and satire were fantastic and even laughing-out-loud funny. However, I think Austen’s point would have been made even if she had not pointed out that Catherine did not have this or that quality of an accomplished lady, as she so often does. Elizabeth Bennett cannot play the pianoforte; Catherine cannot draw.

I did like how adamant and accurate Austen was about Catherine’s seventeen-year-old naiveté. There was significantly less plot than in Pride and Prejudice, but it made very a very good light novel.

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Remember to have your books out by June 20th!!!!!

Stay tuned for another swap, if all goes well, in mid-September!!!

I Really DO Have a Camera and Other Things

There’s knitting in here, promise, but first of all, thanks to Google Analytics I found out that someone found my blog by searching “Can you swim with your nose pierced?”. The answer is yes. You need to wait a few weeks after it’s been done, and wash with antibiotic soap afterwards until it’s healed (2-3 months) and after that you’re fine. :D

Now then. I e-mailed Casey today, of Ravelry fame, to make sure I put my name on the list. I’m paranoid, okay? He said there are 2000 people ahead of me. TWO thousand. TWO THOUSAND! *Sigh*. That’s what I get for listening to Cast On a week late.

The Official Knitter’s Book Swap sign-ups end at 7:00 EDT tonight!

And guess what? I officially ordered the rest of my Kureyon from Yarnmarket. 102 and 207 are on their way! Debbie Bliss 300 is too, so that I can finish the fingerless mitts I started a few–

Actually, I lie. I literally had this revelation while writing this post: I actually need three more balls of Kureyon, not two. In addition to that, I accidentally ordered a skein I already had. Oops. So, I called Yarmarket’s customer service, but they’re closed. We’ll see what they say tomorrow. Hopefully they can cancel that order and I’ll send in a new one immediately. *crosses fingers*

Pictures of the Kureyon Squares I’ve done since last time I posted pictures!


Colorway 33, which reminds me of the Shrek Milkshake Lime and Violet were talking about

184:

215: 040:


183 (sent to me by my LJ Secret Pal:

I’m working on 194 now, have 180 in the stash and will hopefully have three more coming. Sigh. I thought I was so much closer to done :-/

Addiction

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Tell your friends!!!

I think I’m addicted to Lizard Ridge.

Seriously.

As in “knitting when my wrist hurts, binding one off casting on another two seconds later” addicted. But it’s because I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Four blocks from now I’ll be done. As little as a week if I get the yarn. DONE. As in block and sew and have afghan and be able to knit other things and have a beautiful piece of knitting.

It’s mind-boggling.

But, due to said ‘Lizard Ridge only kniting’ and ‘wrist hurts’ (just a little, from overuse) and my camera still not having batteries all I have for you is a book review:


Ella Enchanted by Gail Carson Levine
I have two things to say before the actual review. First of all that cover is new. I liked the old one well enough, but particularly like this one as the girl’s expression is very Ella-ish. She looks young, but then again Ella is only fifteen. Second, I don’t recommend reading this book the first time you’re exposed to it; I recommend listening to it. Audible link You should look at the book, to admire Carson Levine’s great made-up languages and the glossary and extra scene in the paperback, but Eden Riegel’s performance and the music in the audiobook is too good to miss. (And great for knitting to!)

I had only ever listened to the book, but had listened to it many times since middle school. I had it on cassette, and now on my iPod and it’s been my comfort listen for ages and ages. I have often said that if I can write as wonderful a book one day I will be happy. Having read it in print now, I am more amazed by Carson Levine’s made-up languages, but annoyed at her short paragraphs. In the audio that isn’t a problem.

Before now, though, I just saw a delightful story of a willful girl, with a wonderful romance. It is all that, but in Ella Enchanted a wonderfully detailed world is set up, for a bit of an Austen-esque social commentary. Every one around Ella after her mother’s death, save the fairy cook Mandy, is obssessed with society and money. Her merchant father sees her as a mere pocession, her stepsisters are obssessed, one with power and one with money (because she knows she should be), and her stepmother marries for money. Ella is not concerned with that, nor does she see her friendship with the prince as a way to gain power.

But, because of the curse upon her to be obediant Ella becomes what the society wants: an accomplished girl. This is where Carson Levine deviates from Austen. Austen’s girls are pointedly not accomplished. Elizabeth Bennett is horrible at the piano and her mother never put much effort into her education. Catherine, of Northanger Abbey, cannot draw and Austen points this out. Ella can sing, dance and stitch. But she is obedient not docile. She is not society’s puppet. She can write well, and has a nack for language. Her impertinence and spunk cause Char, a prince who cares for all his subjects (if he cares less for anyone it’s the peerage), to fall in love with her.

Although the story is, at the core, a fleshed-out Cinderella, Ella Enchanted is so much more than that. It is a wonderfully detailed universe, a fairy-tale, a coming-of-age story and a wonderful social commentary. Definitely worth a read, or better yet a listen.

Yarn Haul, Knitty and Book Review

So, Mom and I had to go to Niceville today; and thus stopped by Unwind. Before that, though, we had gone by Amy’s (King’s Sewing and Knitting) and I picked up three skeins of Kureyon. (40, 33 (which is gorgeous and I think discontinued) and 180 (which is prettier in person than it ever is online)). At Unwind I got 194 which is brilliantly gorgeous. So, that’s two more to go that I want: 102 and I think 207 or 214. Probably going to order tonight if Mom’ll let me.

33 has lots of greens and browns in it which reminds me of the Shrek milkshakes that L&V were talking about. I would put in pictures; but my camera is being ridiculous

The Summer Knitty is up, and after Fetching last summer I was very exited, but I’ve got to say that nothing in this issue really excites me. Chapeau Mariner is cute and I might make Wisp, but can’t say that I’d wear it. There seem to be a lot of sock patterns. I like socks, but do we really need so many patterns in the summer issue? Ah well, I guess I’m not very into knitting summery things anyway, and it’s not like i really need more on the to-knit list.

Book review then. Non-knitting related. Which is a perfect time to remind you all to sign up for the Official Knitter’s Bookswap!

Review:

Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov.

Lolita is one of those books that you hear about as a classic, but never read. I picked it up partially because of the Sting and the Police song (“Just like the old man in/the book by Nabakov) and the fact that the editor of the litmag at my school’s computer wallpaper was a comic of two dinosaurs, who were portraying characters in Lolita. As bookish as I am, I found that I could not read this book for very long sittings at a time. Partially because the book has very long paragraphs and very small spacing; but also because you have to read carefully or you might miss something.

It is not what I was expecting. All I knew of Nabokov was that he was an old Russian guy. I was expecting something set in the nineteenth century à laCrime and Punishment. That’s not what I got. I got a fascinating look at the contrast between pre-WWII Europe and post-WWII America; and the changes within. It’s also a wonderful psychological study. It’s not told by a third person narrator, but by the subject himself. Humbert, the man fascinated with the average teenage girl Dolores Haze (“Lolita”) and thus you cannot trust the narrator. Although, it seems to be an unbiased account and he tries to see both sides, the simple fact is it is written as his defense in trial for murder and paedophilia. You forget, though, until the end how untrustworthy he may be.

Nabokov makes sure that the reader is not able to place all blame on Humbert; at least in old Hum’s eyes. Lolita is now the term for a fairly sexual promiscuous young girl; and for good reason. You can imagine, though, the psychological effect on her that Humbert doesn’t describe.

The literary elements and allusions within the novel are absolutely fantastic; particularly the running parallel to Poe’s work: Annabel Lee. Lolita’s a work I plan on rereading in the next five or ten years; after I’ve had more education in literature.

It’s definitely worth the read; and don’t let the subject turn you off. It’s a brilliant novel.

Right now I’m reading Northanger Abbey)by Jane Austen and will review that as well as Ella Enchanted as I’m rereading it for a Livejournal book circle I’m a part of.

That’s all. Pictures when my camera stops hating its batteries. Still no Ravelry invite.