Knitting

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.