This is my first post using our new tablet. And let me tell you it is awesome. I love the mobility, the screen quality, and feeling like a futuristic person that has allthe knowledge of mankind within a slim piece of metal. Hopefully that will not change any time soon. I am closely watching what is happening with SOPA, PIPA and ACTA. I believe knowledge should be free to obtain and share. However, i do not think someone should profit from someone elses idea or creation. Either way i could talk for hours about my outrage, discomfort, and anxiety towards what looks like the downfall of the internet. but I will leave it at that. Instead I will show you the blanket I am making for Lindita. It is a circular ripple blanket that I found on Ravelry. The design is from smooth fox lover. She has other wonderful crochet patterns.
The pattern is very easy to follow and you could do a variation of colors and designs.
I am also still working on the Japanese flower shawl. I love to see how it becomes more of its self. I only have 13 out of the 46 flowers but already I can see it take form. I love when something you are making turns from a pure thought into something that is laying there in front of you.
lately I have been having the desire to go back to writing. It is part of the journey back to myself, in order to find my voice. ANd with this desire to return to writing I have been thinking a lot about my story that I have been developing for the past 4 years. It has mainly been a thought that has remained stuck in my head for all these years. Sometimes scenes flash before me, or a description of a character, or a rule of this orwelin society. It is a story that I have come to love and want to keep on feeling and growing. However, I no longer have the desire for it to be a mere written story, but instead something more. And it is that morethat I have been thinking about.
The premise of the story is about a drone type society that has lost its human aspect and has more of a working hive type feel to it. Each individual is given a job that maintains this type of society and one of the jobs that only a small group can perform is to remove dreams, memories and emotions from the individuals of these societies. The main character of the story is one of these memorandae and she comes across an individual that has to be completely erased, and as punishment he will be left empty and will roam the streets as a warning to the others of what would happen if they ever dreamt, felt or thought outside of the system. This individual has many memories of things that are unknown to this society, such as trees, birds, nture in general, music, laughter, and other things. And this woman is amazed and keeps these memories and implants them into herself. There is much more but I will leave it to that.