I just want to remind you of that. I don’t. I’m not going to knit. I do go to yarn stores and look at yarn websites. And I have attended a few of the local knitting groups and I think I’ll be at the knitting in public even this weekend. I also read knitting books. Well before this one, I had read one knitting book, the one that came before Back on Blossom Street.
Back on Blossom Street was a lot like the first one. So much like the first one that I’m not sure I really want to read the third one, which is on the shelf looking at me right now. A lot of feel good, cancer survivor stuff with a bit of cancer is bad tossed in for good measure. A lot of women bonding, which I generally like, but in this case it feels a little contrived.
We picked up with a few of the members of the first book and added a couple more for good measure. Bad things happened, there were misunderstandings (usually involving men but also mothers). Everyone lived happily ever after. Except the bad guy and the perfect grandmother (oops, spoiler!)
It was an ok book. Not great.
Guess what! I’m about to read yet another book. I’m going to start it right now! But I don’t knit.