Resting and reading and nursing the child. Trying to figure out enoughness.
Friday, December 15, 2006
My mom lent me a novel called Knitting and I finished it last night. It was surprisingly engaging. It is the story of Sandra, recently widowed, and uptight, repressed, and controlling. She is also smart and does research on textiles and "women's work." She meets a very skillful knitter, named Martha (who is sort of strange, a little mentally ill, and also friendly and warm), and they develop a sort of odd friendship and plan an exhibition together of text and knitting ("Texturality"). It kept me turning pages, but I don't think I'll necessarily remember it a few months from now.
I like to read and I read a LOT. I learned to read when I was three and never stopped! This blog was created to share comments about the books that share my days. I'm the mother of two small boys. Most of the readings logged here were read as I nursed my younger one to sleep for bedtime or nap time.
This blog is no longer being regularly updated, due to other blogging projects that have more importance to me.