This is a concept I’ve been familiar with for many years, and have had intermittent experiences with. I spent most of my 20s in a weird, soul-crushing, guilt-enhancing space of avoiding work, and have been trying to get to know it better in the last few years. Right now we’re pretty close and I have to say, it’s doing good things for me.
But I just received the first few pattern chapters of dearest Amy’s upcoming book, Not Your Mama’s Crochet, and I gotta tell ya… work may eat me for lunch. I admit it. I’m afraid.
This is where someone needs to remind me about The Book That Ate My Summer, about how much work it was , what a good experience that was, how proud I am to be part of it, and how patterns look much less impenetrable when you sit down with them one at a time.
Also, please remind me that I can’t even look at it again unil Knitty is finished. One thing at a time…
Okay, thanks for listening. Just felt a little overwhelmed and needed to vent.
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if ANYONE can do this, you can.
but don’t you dare start just yet.
and we’re really sorry the book ate your summer, and we’re working hard to make sure that won’t happen again.
like you say, one pattern at a time.
hug!
I hope you manage to get a little play time in there. I can tell you that my pattern for NYM’sC is pretty mind-bogglingly simple, at least.
I’ve been meaning to answer your e-mail, by the way, and will soon. I bet you can guess why I haven’t yet. My spring seems to have been devoured much like your summer was.
Dear Mandy, I wish you the best. I know that must be a lot of stress. You can definitely do it!
Big hug!