Wednesday, November 9, 2011
The Work We Do
You knew I couldn't resist, didn't you? Ah well, another project in the basket. In this last photo, you can see where I'm using a jogless stripes method -- I don't like those jogs that come from knitting stripes in the round, and so far, the Traveling stripes version detailed at TECHknitting has been the best way for me to avoid it. I think after blocking, it'll look pretty neat.
Taking part in small things' Yarn Along today, so I'm re-reading Stephen King's On Writing. It's subtitled "A Memoir of the Craft" and although many writers I know list it as a writing manual of sorts, it's his personal story that interests me so much more. I needed some motivation since I'm still not working as much as I'd like since my layoff this past summer. It's led to all kinds of self-reflection, deep thoughts, a few dark days here and there. All in all, kind of an uncertain time, which led me to wonder how we all define ourselves. Are you "the work you do" or are you something more?
What's a writer who doesn't write? A nurse who has no one to care for? A stay-at-home mom whose children are grown up and moved out of the house? I'm more than a writer, and now more than ever, I have to remind myself of that. Just because I'm not fully engaged in the work I was meant to do, I know I'm still important. The work we do doesn't necessarily define us, and make us all we are, does it? Pin It Now!