On the road

 

This is the last leg of the trip, pulling into their road after an hour and fifteen minutes of mostly highway driving. The inclination to speed is always there, but the grace on a midday Friday is that there is too much traffic on the road and it rained on an off all the way. So, I just fall into line, hang back a bit, and just be semi-aware of what the other assholes are up to. Be the rock in the river. Let the music flow low. Don't get pulled over.

The writing/driving reflex is back in a big way. I struggled all week with a scene that was fully fleshed but seemed to have no purpose. "No legs" is the best way to describe it. I knew Jack and Daniel needed to interact and thought I knew how and why, but I was wrong. 

I wasn't on the road five minutes and the entire scene came together over a few missing elements and more importantly, its place in the story, the timing of the thing, was revealed. I pulled over and took a page of notes rather than let this one get away.

Who does this revealing and how does it happen? All I know is that, for me, the complex yet subliminal task of driving seems to clear a space for other ways of thinking through a problem. 

Resources, finite

 

I've been evicted from the stitching chair. No more just dropping in.

She knows I have different things to focus on for now and it's not the best place for using the big laptop.  I'm not shifting creative gears as easily as I used to. Whatever it is I'm working on, deserves my full attention.  The river basket and threadbox will wait without complaint.

Ship day

 I found the sweet spot at our local post office. 10:30 Friday morning. No waiting! If you've ordered in the last week, your goodies are on the way!

Epic Fail

 

I had high hopes for this three-yard swath of mid weight linen. 

But, the temps fell, Turquoise lost his power, and Demon Fuchsia crept out of Plum and spread its pink mud over the land...

The last time I had to deal with this the solution was.......I"m searching the archives.

Shopkeeping, Come What May

 

For all that, I only kept these three for myself. For now.  I have a lot of things going on and stitching always seems to come up in last place these days. 

Needs change, I guess.

So, there are finally threads and cloth in the shop for those who are still flashing needles and grins. 

Quantities are always finite, but it's only May 1! Plenty more dyefest coming this summer.  I'll be posting more first thing tomorrow.

And somehow, a tutorial.  

I don't yet know what I'm going to do with this cotton/silk twist. I pulled six strands from the rainbow hank just to see how they would handle. Easy enough. I have to measure (where's my measuring tape) to see what I have here. More on this in a few days.