Fueled by Rainy Days

I finished my scarf this past week. I decided to call it Macha for the character from Song of the Sea (an amazing film, by the way). Macha is an ancient Irish goddess, and in the story, she enchants characters by taking away their emotions. Through the majority of the film, she is shown wearing big, drapey shawls. This color reminds me of her owls and her shawls- hence, the name.

The pattern is Boom! by Playing with Fibre. I altered the pattern by doing a picot bind off rather than a plain one. I decided not to block the scarf because I think it would undo the handmade, rustic goodness that this shawl is. The yarn I used is Lion Brand Fisherman’s Wool in the color Oatmeal. I have a little bit left as I was unsure of how much yarn to expect to use for the bind off. However, it is just the right size for me. I hold either end of the scarf, and if I can measure it from fingertip to fingertip without stretching, it’s perfectly sized.

The day after finishing Macha, I started working on a crochet project. I have chosen to make Robyn’s Wrap by Julie Blagojevich. The pattern was published by Classic Elite Yarns, freely available through their site. I am crocheting in JaggerSpun Zephyr. I am making the body up in Sage, a light green color. The edgings I am going to do in Basil, a darker green colorway. Each ball doesn’t have enough alone to make the wrap, so I think using these two colors will be nice, and help it be visually interesting since the yarns aren’t heathered or variegated. I haven’t ever crocheted with yarn this fine. It’s a really big change from knitting with aran weight yarn and 6.0mm needles!

I have been on a really huge fantasy kick this summer. I got into reading Robin Hobb’s The Farseer trilogy. Right now, I’m in the middle of the third book, Assassin’s Quest. I needed a “little something” to take a break from the heavy emotions, so I picked up The Dinosaur Lords by Victor Milan. While the writing isn’t stellar (in comparison to Robin Hobb, my newfound Queen of Worldbuilding) I really dig it. It’s a fun book, so it doesn’t have to be the next literary prizewinner. I will review both books when I have finished them. Which, knowing me, will be probably by next week!

Have a lovely weekend,
Autumn.

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Away for a good time, but not for a long time

The past few weeks have been very busy. Out of nowhere, my knitting mojo returned. In just a few days, I finished a pair of fingerless gloves. Knit in Patons Classic Wool, they are cozy and fit me perfectly. I really hate gloves and mittens of all kinds, so I hope that this pair will do the trick for me. The pattern I used was Chilly Podsters by Glenna C. I made a few modifications- I altered the thumb and omitted the mitten flap. Right away, a friend asked me to make her a pair in charcoal grey. Thankfully, Classic Wool comes in a lovely shade of grey that I think will make her very happy.

Before my friend had asked me to knit her a pair of fingerless gloves, I had already cast on for a sharf. A “sharf” is an item that is the combination of a scarf and shawl. In my mind, a sharf is slightly triangular (like a shawl) but being wide and long (like a scarf). The pattern I am using is Boom! by Playing With Fibre. Asymmetrical crescent-shaped sharves are my favorite neck accessory to knit. I hope to finish and enter this project into My Sister’s Knitter Head, Neck, and Feet KAL. The KAL is running from July 15 to September 30, giving me ample time to finish it.

I bought the tea at a Farmer’s Market earlier this week. It’s the Raspberry Black Tea from Simpson & Vail. I’m not usually a person to drink anything other than my standard, Yorkshire Gold. I really enjoyed the Raspberry Black. The tea has a very strong flavor, which is good because I adore raspberries. I am already considering buying a tin of the tea so I have some more when I run out of my tester packet. I’m also interested in Simpson & Vail’s Wildberry Black Tea.

Just today I had the opportunity to explore the downtown area of a nearby college town with my sister. We had lunch at my favorite diner, and tried a new Thai ice cream spot for some bubble tea (black raspberry… see a theme?). We stopped by a calligraphy shop, where I drooled over ever single piece for sale, a comic swap, an art supply store, a bookshop… the list can go on. I managed not to spend too much! I was glad to have the opportunity to go to some places I normally don’t have the ability to see. I’m hoping to go back next month (before students come back) so I can see some of the other places I missed out on today.

Life is good. I’m getting into the swing of working, and now that I’m finished with school, it doesn’t seem so terrible! My every waking minute isn’t divided between two things any more, so I have time to explore my hobbies and interests more. I hope to be posting every Saturday from now on, a la My Sister’s Knitter and how she posts every Sunday. When I see you next time, I hope to have my sharf finished and have moved on to my next project.

Have a lovely weekend!
Autumn.

The Seven Sisters by Lucinda Riley

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Pan Books, 2015. ISBN: 978-1-4472-1864-7

Summary, from back of book:
Maia D’Apliese and her five sisters gather together at their childhood home of Atlantis- a fabulous, secluded castle situated on the shores of Lake Geneva- having been told that their beloved father, the elusive billionaire they call Pa Salt, has died.

Maia and her sisters were all adopted by him as babies and, discovering he has already been buried at sea, each of the is handed a tantalizing clue to their true heritage- a clue which takes Maia across the world to a crumbling mansion in Rio de Janerio in Brazil. Once there, she begins to put together the pieces of where her story began…

Eighty years earlier, in the Belle Epoque of Rio, 1927, Izabela Bonifacio’s father has aspirations for his daughter to marry into aristocracy. Meanwhile, architect Heitor da Silva Costa is working on a statue, to be called Christ the Redeemer, and will soon travel to Paris to find the right sculptor for his vision.

Izabela- passionate and longing to see the world- convinces her father to allow her to accompany him and his family to Europe before she is married. There, at Paul Landowski’s studio and in the heady, vibrant cafes of Montparnasse, she meets ambitious young sculptor Laurent Brouilly, and knows at once that her life will never be the same again.

My thoughts:
It took me a while before I realized that this is the first book in a series. This is both a good thing and a bad thing, as I have almost 60 books to read lying around the house. However, this can be amended and I will try to find the others at my local library. This book was an enjoyable dip into Brazilian history, and while the premise is a little… outrageous, I liked it.

Okay, okay, the premise is truly outrageous. Six women that have been adopted by a billionaire named Pa Salt meet at their childhood castle on the shores of Lake Geneva. First, what on earth is a billionaire doing adopting six girls? Second, why isn’t he married, and what relation does the nanny have to him? Then third, what does he do for a living? While I know the author wanted me to simply accept the situation, I couldn’t. I like a decent amount of exposition, especially for a book as thick and with a wild as premise as this one. I struggled through every scene set at Atlantis. These were the parts that drug for me, and the places where I would stick in my bookmark and set the book down. However, I really loved the historical sections set in Brazil and France.

Lucinda Riley is an excellent writer of historical fiction. Brazil leapt to life from the page, and I was immediately cast into the Bonifacio’s opulent mountainside villa, I felt the wind whipping at my back on the top of Corcovado Mountain, and I could feel the clay under my fingers in Landowski’s studio. The dialogue was top-notch, and the language of the Roaring 20s felt natural to read. I felt deeply for Izabela, and I waited for the chapters dedicated to her story with baited breath. I wish that I had felt the same for Maia, but her life was too outrageous for me to accept.

Overall, this book wasn’t a quick read- at over 600 pages, I whipped through this book in a matter of days, even with the slow parts. While the life setting was a little wild, the historical settings were pitch-perfect and flowed. Even though I have many other books to read, I will keep this series at the back of my mind to look for while at the library.

Acquired Tastes by Peter Mayle

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Bantam, 1993. ISBN: 0-553-37183-5

Summary, from back cover:
In Acquired Tastes, Peter Mayle, the erudite sojourner and New York Times bestselling author of A Year in Provence and Toujours Provence, sets off once more, traveling the world in search of the very best life has to offer. Whether telling us where to buy the world’s best caviar or how to order a pair of thirteen-hundred-dollar custom-made shoes, advising us on the high cost of keeping a mistress in style or the pros and cons of household servants, he covers everything the well-heeled – and those vicariously so inclined- need to know to enjoy the good life.

From gastronomy to matrimony, from the sartorial or baronial, Acquired Tastes is Peter Mayle’s most delicious book yet- an irreverently spiced smorgasboard of rich dishes you’re sure to enjoy.

My thoughts:
When the Chicago Sun-Times only says a book is “Intriguing.” in the endorsement of a book, you know it’s going to be a flop. I was very disappointed in this book, especially after being an ardent fan of A Year in Provence. This book felt empty in comparison. Yes- the articles were funny, but they felt too lordly for me. Possibly this is my own personal feelings for the wealthy, but the knowledge that Mayle had actually lived this life made this book rather distasteful. I would have much rather read a book by a “poor” man experiencing these things for the first time rather than a man who had actually lived the life.

Obviously, this is not the cream of the crop concerning Mayle’s work. He has the ability to write delightful gastronomic adventure stories- pick up any of his Provincial books and you’ll find yourself lunching in the French countryside. This book fell short of that standard. Obviously, these articles were intended for being in a magazine, as they are written perfectly for a short column, but as a book, they don’t work together. His sense of humor changes from here to there, and occasionally he waxes on a little more than he should have, while in other cases (especially concerning the caviar) I would have appreciated more context.

Alas, not every book is perfect. While I have written some “I’m disappointed” reviews lately, this was a quick read, well-suited for a summer afternoon without many cares in the world. A great book for when I want to read without paying much attention to it, like I have been with Tess of the D’Urbervilles. This book is definitely that can be tossed aside for whenever a better book comes along, and provide a brief interlude when another book becomes too heavy.

Kitchen by Banana Yoshimoto

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Grove Press, 1993. ISBN: 0-8021-1516-0

Summary, from inside flap:
When Banana Yoshimoto’s Kitchen was first published in Japan in 1988, “Banana-mania” seized the country. Kitchen won two of Japan’s most prestigious literary prizes, climbed its way to the top of the best-seller list, then remained there for over a year and sold a million copies. With the appearance of the critically acclaimed Tugumi (1989) and NP (1991), the Japanese literary world realized that in Banana Yoshimoto it was confronted with not a passing fluke but with a full-fledged phenomenon: a young writer of great talent and great passion whose work has quickly earned a place among the best twentieth-century Japanese literature.

Banana Yoshimoto’s Kitchen is an enchantingly original and deeply affecting book that juxtaposes two tales about mothers, transsexuality, kitchens, love, tragedy, and the terms they all come to in a pair of free-spirited young women in contemporary Japan. Told in a whimsical style that recalls the early Marguerite Duras, “Kitchen” and its companion story, “Moonlight Shadow,” are elegant tales whose seemingly simplicity is the ruse of a masterful storyteller. They are the work of a very special new writer whose voice echoes in the mind and soul.

My thoughts:
Once again, the description directly from the book doesn’t truly discuss the book at all. There are two short-stories in Kitchen, but I firmly believe that their overall tone and meaning vastly varies. I can see how Yoshimoto’s work was briefly popular on Instagram, as they are simple and short, but I think they do have deeper meanings than what once reads at first. I was interested in this book because I am a fervent fan of all things Haruki Murakami, and I wanted to experience more contemporary Japanese literature. In the end, I wasn’t impressed, but I did enjoy the stories.

First, “Kitchen” and “Moonlight Shadow” have some things in common, but I do not think they are overtly incredibly similar. Both stories are about healing after death, and what it means for love and family for the characters. However, “Kitchen” more has do to with the protagonist finding her place in the world, and in “Moonlight Shadow” the protagonist comes to terms with the death of her boyfriend. Casting these stories into one big genre of recovering after loss isn’t exactly the best place. “Moonlight Shadow” is definitely about emotional recovery after a loss, but “Kitchen” is, by far, a coming-of-age story. While the events that lead the protagonists to this place are similar, “Kitchen” has a slightly darker air than “Moonlight Shadow.” The protagonist of “Kitchen” is not as free-spirited as the summary implies- rather, she is very dutiful and bound to the other characters in the story, which leads to her realizing her place in the world and what she needs to do. “Moonlight Shadow” is much lighter, and more full of mystery and hope than “Kitchen.”

Knowing this, I liked the language and style of Yoshimoto’s work. Since I am not reading this in the original Japanese, this is more a commentary on the translation. Over the years, I have become very particular about translators, and I am known to find a new translation of a book if the first was poor. The translation of this book is airy and similar to early Marguerite Duras. However, the style of the work is very close to what I associate “Japanese literature” to be. The protagonists appear to be detached from the world, with astute observations and rambling thoughts. Action is abrupt, but feels natural to the world the characters live in. I often associate this type of literature to being like an out-of-body experience. You can see, hear, and feel everything going on around you, but there is this personal narration that you wouldn’t have, if you were operating completely within your world. Reading Japanese literature is like being at the helm of an out-of-body experience for the protagonist.

Out of the few Japanese authors I have read (primarily Haruki Murakami and Kobo Abe) I feel invigorated in my bookish scramble thanks to Banana Yoshimoto. There’s something so different about Japanese authors. I think it has a lot to do with how different Japanese and American cultures are, and how curious I am about the culture and values held by Japanese people. While not every aspect of a culture can be represented by a single book, reading many different books will help me understand what Japan is like. I really struggle with this as I do not want to be perceived as a weeb, especially after my high school years of being a manga fanatic!

In the end, this book featured two simply written short stories about two women in eerily similar circumstances, and how they grow and change after death in their lives. While the plots may be close, the endings are very different and signify how individuals move on from death in different ways. This book is an interesting peer into Japanese culture, and how citizens deal with death after the fact. The translation is good, and the style of writing simple, succinct, and packing a punch when it needs to. Kitchen by Banana Yoshimoto is a good introduction to Japanese literature, and for once, the accolades are correct.

Busy, Busy… Booksale!

Now that I am officially graduated, I can take a breath. A very transcendent, relieving, fulfilling breath. I am celebrating with the books I have bought at the big AAUW book sale, plenty of iced tea, and returning to work. Life, for the meantime, is relatively simple… the way I like it. I think I have enough books to finish out the year without having to buy any more. While that is at once saddening, it is also a grand challenge. I feel that I have found many excellent and tantalizing reads.

Just today I spent my day off wandering all over with my family. It’s weird to actually have some time with them. It fills me with a lot of joy to be with my family. I know some think I’m strange for liking my family so much. I don’t mean it in a weird, Duggar-esque “We stick to our own” way, but more… Little Women. We went to the Way Cafe for lunch, and then went down to the park for a sweet snack and playtime. Even though my family is on the Ultimate Frisbee team scale, I don’t ever feel overwhelmed or disgusted. Annoyed, yes. I do have an eight-year-old brother, after all.

I am still trucking away on Tess of the D’Urbervilles. It has come to a boring, drama-less part right now, which is terrible. I think if I persevere, I will get to the good stuff again. Today I am typing up the titles list and adding the book names to my TBR Jar. I will, however, leave out Kitchen by Banana Yoshimoto, as I think I will read it this afternoon. It’s a surprisingly short book, so stay on the lookout for my review. I have been wanting to read it for a long time, and I’m thrilled to find the exact edition I wanted to read at the book sale.

It has been a very busy few days in between graduation, returning to work, and running all over. I am excited for this next chapter in my life to unfold. While it may be a full year before I am able to attend graduate school, I feel finally ready to start perusing it full-force. There’s so much I want to learn between then and now, though- so I have to start being on the lookout for textbooks to read. I am so glad that you have stopped by today, and I will see you again soon!

Beach Bum Bag

bagPattern: Market Bag by Poppy & Bliss
Hooks: Boye H hook and Boye J hook
Yarn: Lily Sugar ‘n Cream in colors Hot PinkLimeHot Blue, and White
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My thoughts: I started this bag two years ago as a gift to my friend V. She is a huge fan of everything Lily Pulitzer and beaches, and I wanted to make her a gift instead of buy one. Fast forward two years and two patterns later, I ended up finishing this gift in just two days. Her birthday isn’t until June, so I am glad I actually got my act together and finished it!

The pattern was pretty simple, especially since I hadn’t crocheted anything other than a granny square or baby afghans. I needed a pattern to challenge my skills with crocheting in the round while not being so difficult I would quit. I specifically chose this pattern because of the solid bottom. I wanted the bag to be holey so sand didn’t get captured inside, but not so holey that pencils and pens would slip through (V is a planner addict). I also liked how there is one strap rather than two- less to juggle when your hands are full with a cooler or two! I made a wide 7-stitch strap instead of a 5-stitch strap like the pattern instructs. I think the wider handle grips shoulders better to help it stay on when loaded up with beachy goodies… and spread out the load so stitches don’t slip or fall apart with heavy use.

The stitch pattern in the middle of the bag was nice, but I felt like the bag shrunk in diameter as I was crocheting. Upon further thought, the stitches will stretch nicely when the bag is filled. I had trouble with the white yarn- I ran out near the end of the bag body and had to grab a new ball from the craft store. I didn’t notice that the new ball wasn’t an exact match until I was working on the handle. Honestly, with some wear, I don’t think the slightly different tones will be very noticeable. I am going to give the bag a Eucalan bath to clean it up, define the stitches, and help it smell nice while I store it in my cedar chest.

I had a long break from crafting in my years at university. I really enjoy knitting and crocheting, and I think I let my own snobbish tendencies get in the way of enjoying the process. I used a simple pattern with simple yarns, and ended up with a fantastic bag. This definitely counts as my “crochet a market bag” goal for my Summer 2018 bucket list. I have some other projects to finish before I start something new, and I think I will dig them out soon. I might as well keep the crafty ball rolling!