There’s nothing like a fictional novel to become obsessed with when real life becomes too overwhelming. Thanks to my friend the last couple weeks I was able to find small escapes throughout my days of battling laundry, whining, and other injustices. Whenever it was time to nurse the baby, I made sure to have my friends from the The Friday Night Knitting Club close by.
At first I wasn’t sure how much I would actually enjoy the book but as I turned each page I felt myself falling deeper and deepter into the life of a single mom/business woman/yarn lover/knitter-extraordinair. With a love for yarn and knitting as our common ground, I found myself opening up to Georgia and the lives of those that interwove around her.
I was impressed with Kate Jacob’s talent to make such a fantastic analogy between life and knitting. Reading each page was like adding another stitch or finishing a row of knitting. In the end, I was pleasently surprised and gratefully satisfied with the finished project.
If the idea of engrossing yourself in other people’s dramas, even if fictional, and if you love yarn (or even, God forgive you, if you couldn’t care less about the soft squishy yumminess, you’ll most likely enjoy this book as much as I did.