So while reading novels I find myself itching for the characters to pick up some knitting during scenes where they are waiting for something.
In Good Night, Mr. Holmes (a book about the Sherlock Holmes character Irene Adler and her sidekick: a conservative, proper minister's daughter. Sort of the Dr. Watson to Irene's Holmes), there were several scenes in the women's apartments and I was practically screaming for them to pick up some knitting. (Fun book, by the way!)
And in the more contemporary Me and Mr. Darcy, about a 20-something New York girl who goes on a Jane Austen bus tour of England, I was so jumpy at the thought of all that travel time (the long flight and then the bus tour!) without knitting. (Book was just meh.)
See? I have a problem. It's getting out of control. Maybe I need to stick to knitting fiction.
2 comments:
Haha - That is too funny - I do the same thing! I guess we have knitting on the brain.
Have to say I read the Me and mr darcy book and thought the same.was an ok book.I kept reading thinking it would get better. I also thought the character could have brought knitting with her while she travelled.I have often took knitting with me when on a train or travelling in the car while hubby drives that is :)
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