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Book Review: I Capture the Castle

I Capture the Castle by Dodie Smith

I picked up this book at a Books ETC in London, so the cover picture up there is from Amazon UK, although the link is to Amazon.com. I bought it because the review on the top was from JK Rowling. It wasn't until I was well into it that I realized that it was written in the forties. That matters not, of course, and I was struck by how timeless the story was.

It's told in first perosn, by Cassandra. At first she is still childish, depsite having finished school and watches the events around her somewhat naively. As she wishes for something exciting to happen in a life that at first seems fantastic (living in a castle!) and turns out to be quite woeful (her family is broke, her writer father hasn't written in years.).

 When the unexpected happens, and two eligable gentlemen walk into their lives the true Austen-esque themes come into play. Cassandra, though, is well-read and notes how much see and her sister seem to be living the lives of one of Austen's heroines, with some marked differences.

As Cassandra grows up through the year she writes about in her diary, the reader sees the change in her. The book is so richly detailed that every character's story is well-told, from her father to the hired boy (who hasn't been paid in years) who is absolutely devoted to Cassandra. Deeper themes of religion, selfishness, love and even a commentary on the difference between the US and England are woven into the narrative.

In the end, i can't recommend this book enough. I won't spoil the ending, but I have to say I didn't even mind that Cassandra turned out more like Austen than one of Austen's heroines.

Book Review: Knitting For Peace

Knitting for Peace: Make the World a Better Place One Stitch at a Time

I've been wanting this book all summer, but only got around to ordering it right before I went to Europe, and it was waiting for me when I got home.

 I read it quickly and found it very inspiring; there were a lot of charities listed that I would love to knit for. My few complaints are that I would have liked to see more basic patterns, for novice knitters, since I will be working on converting others to our knitting club. Also, some of the stories felt a bit repetative, which probably just goes to show how many people need help, because this means that the world can support several charities to help them.

FO: Lizard Ridge Afghan

Pattern from Knitty Fall 2006

Started: January 2007 Finished August 2007



Pattern Notes/Mods: I love this pattern, and the afghan is gorgeous! One thing I did differently, though, was lay the blocks out so that they flow down instead of across, because the afghan is larger that way. Also, i did a garter stitch edging with mitered corners to make the edge a bit more frame like. I sewed tbe blocks together with mattress stitch (Techniques with Thersea)


What I really love about this pattern is that each block is separate and thus each tells a story. There's one that I bought at my dad's in the spring. Three that Mom and I bought before she left me back at school. There's the one fro m my Secret Pal and the one I was knitting when my friends and I got coffee and knit.



On Ravelry, I have tons of blog entries devoted to this thing, because where ever I went a square went.


(complete yarn details here on Ravelry)

And now it's done. What's a girl to do with herself?

Swaps

Thanks to Ravelry I'm now in two swaps that end before October. I'm excited, and while I know that my packages aren't the best-best, since I am poor college kid, i have fun with them.

The Ravelry summer camp swap will be awesome, and the Caffine addicts swap will be fun too. :) (and Bunkmate, probably my school address!)

I just got revealed for my LJ Secret Pal (yay!) and that was a great way to spend the summmer. Missed the deadline for Secret Pal 11, but I figure I'm too broke anyway.

Swaps are fun, because it's always a surpries, you know? And less guilt with the buying stuff too, because it's not for you!

Not much to report

Not much to tell. I think there will be a bigger post with a large FO probably tomorrow, but today not much. I'm just trying to get through a couple projects before starting my Wicked.

Life's kind of boring before I head back to school in a week and a half :D

France

So, there's probably less to say about France, just because the majority of the trip was spent speaking french with other 18-25 year olds, so naturally much of the time was spent philosophizing and drinking European beer (sooo much better than in the US, but still kind of icky).

But, let's see. Mom and I went to the Lovre:

(note Mom's hand blocking my shot!)


And then I was sent off on my own on a great adventure to Avignon! Where there is a Palais du Pape, and my sock yarn was used to put cornrows in the hair of an awesome Romanian guy.


(Billet du train)




I also learned that I can rhapsodize in French about an atrocious version of King Lear to which I paid about thirty minutes of full attention. Yay, theatre skills.

And, memorably for me, during an excursion to the Photo Exhibition in Arles I actually agreed to use a wheelchair, and didn't end up staying with the adults the whole time. As in, my friends didn't care, just as my mother had said for years.

This one's with the 3d glasses required for one of the exhibits. (two polish girls, our group leader who's French me and a turk :))


And this one, with Nesli, my best friend there.

Martyna, a polish girl who is one of the sweetest people ever.


I was sad to leave, even though our living conditions were less than ideal. We lived in an elementary school, which equals outdoor portable showers, and toilets which are also outdoors, though not portapotties thank God.


And then, back to Paris with Mom, a glass of champagne in celebration at the Hilton (she's getting better about the alcohol thing, and of course it was legal there) and back to the states.

I loved Europe, particularly London and Avignon. Paris wasn't for me. It made me sad to see the beautiful old buildings with flashy modern shops below, and the people reminded me of NYC. Not rude, just too busy to be bothered.

Tomorrow back to your regularly scheduled knitting blog, and I do have some things to share :D