Summer reading

I have been blessed with a writing mentor who supports my knitting as art. Can you imagine? Knitting with impunity! Even though it may mean months without writing a word! Except that of course I do write because I can't stop myself anyway. Writing is like that.


He sent me this lovely book last week - very similar to the KnitLit series of which I have been a part - and I have been enjoying it enormously, in spite of every single essay I open it up to being an absolute tear-jerker.

Or maybe each piece is just itself, and the tears are me, being that happy to have a mentor who believes in me.