Today I'm at Collette Cameron's blog talking about what inspired me to write about incubi and succubi--and I'm giving away a download of my two novellas (the top two on the left) about these sexy non-demonic people who send erotic dreams (or at least that's how I see them). Hop on over for a chance to win.
Now for the socks. Ta-da!
OK, so they're not perfect, but they're my first completed pair of socks. (Please ignore the dirt on the carpet. I vacuumed IMMEDIATELY after taking this picture. No, seriously, I did. I'm a terrible housekeeper, but what with all the snow and melting snow and resultant debris carried in on people's shoes, it really, really needed doing.)
I have a thing about socks. I buy more socks than any other item of clothing. But I've always wanted to knit some, like the ones my grandmother made for us when we were kids, heels (shudder) and all. My first try, years ago, was argyle socks. Really dumb of me! I got so tangled up with various threads that I didn't even make it to the heel. Next try (with one color of wool), I got as far as the heel (argh) and gave up. Then, entirely by chance, I found The Big Book of Socks by Kathleen Taylor.
Yes! Start with easy and work up was the route for me. I made this pair of tube socks. I only dropped a few stitches along the way (and picked them up, too). Onward and upward. :)
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