in case you cant tell from the rash of daily blog posts, i am a little bored. i cant knit as much as i would like, and i Have Been Warned that taking the arm out of the sling may render me only able to crochet in my old (er) age. perish the thought! so i am trying to be good, typing this one handed, and have switched to knitting clapotis in short bursts only, as it has much bigger needles and much shorter rows, and involves less arm movement all around. here is how it is looking
and it feels even better. great choice for this yarn. now that i have finished reading Who magazine (which oddly didnt have any tips on traditional shetland shawl construction), i do have other reading material to be getting on with. today is saturday so there is that wonderful big newspaper to wade through, including mega sudokos to attempt. and there is the light and fluffy reading that i have been doing before bed:
i have read ‘the eyre affair’ and ‘lost in a good book’ and am into ‘the well of lost plots’. rosered introduced me to these, and i really like them. the concept is very cute: literary detective reads her way into famous books and rescues stolen manuscripts, changes the ending of jane eyre to the one we have now etc. the writing is a bit bland at times, but its kind of nice to have literary characters come alive, and i like the idea that books are actually happening, somewhere, that they keep happening even when we’ve closed the cover. i look forward to reading some more mr fforde.
then there is visual entertainment, and i have now finished all of season three of dexter and must wait for season four to be released here. yesterday i stocked up on new releases i hadnt seen, with varying success.
the time travellers wife justified my decision not to go see it at the movies. it really lacked a lot of the depth, passion and wit of the book, which i thought was very cleverly done. i love eric bana but he wasnt really henry (i dont really know who would be though), but maybe its inevitable that the film would be disappointing to those who loved the book. the lovely bones was a very interesting ride, directed by peter jackson, which was surprising. a great story with an unexpected ending, but too much narration. at film school one of the first things they taught us aspiring script writers was that narration was a lazy device, if you couldnt SHOW it then you shouldnt be writing films. which is part of the problem of adapting a book isnt it, especially when its written in first person. how do you get that personal touch across in a film? (of course, hollywood, you could just leave it as a BOOK!).
i havent watched sherlock holmes yet and have no expectations as to its quality or authenticity. i think it has some nice eye candy and i suspect that will be as good as it gets. after that, i am going to sit with the laptop and catch up on some iviews. i have missed all the new robin hoods, and missed the last episode of doctor who, but i think i am too late for the final epidsodes of whitechapel and place of execution, both of which i missed. bugger.
and today i am a bit sulky because by now i would normally be on the train up to sydney for inner city guild but i dont think i could, or should, manage it. at least its another beautiful sunny autumn day and i can sit outside for a while. after that, recommendations for other dvds (preferably with eye candy!) most welcome!