On this blog, neurodivergent (dyslexic) author Leanne (Willetts) Dyck ("dihck") publishes her short stories for adults and children. She is writing (picture books and middle grade fiction) for children, (memoirs and upmarket fiction) for adults and knitting books. Thank you for visiting and sharing this blog. Your support is greatly appreciated.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Free knitting pattern: Purse by Leanne Dyck
Monday, March 28, 2011
Wool (basic knitting tutorial) by Leanne Dyck
Some seasoned knitters insist that all knitters should knit with wool [natural animal fibre]. I DON'T AGREE! I firmly embrace the "KISS" principle--Keep It Simple Sweetie. When learning something new, I do not like to pile it on. I want to learn the basics and then I want to proceed from there.
Wool requires special care. You must learn to form a ball from a hank; to block your work, and launder your wool garment. Knitting is a challenge to learn without piling on these additional lessons.
Synthetic yarn does not require blocking. It is sold by the skein not the hank. Skeins can be knit from without having to form them into balls. Synthetic yarn is also easily laundered--simply machine wash and dry. Knitting with synthetic yarn is knitting without "baggage."
Beyond these considerations are those of price. Wool generally is far more expensive than synthetic yarn. If you are not sure you are a knitter why break the bank on wool?
Still, wool has its allure. There is nothing like knitting with it for pure sensual delight. However, it is a pleasure best left until you have successfully completed a few knitting projects.
That said, there are many fine synthetic/wool blends that offer the ease of synthetic and the luxury of wool. Look for them in your local yarn shop or on the web.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Free pattern: spring coil scarf
Case in point, two years (a guesstimate) a box of novelty yarn appeared on my doorstep.
The balls varied in size and colour. However, all were less than 200 yards.
What am I going to make with this?
I grabbed circular needles (4.50 mm/US 7/ UK 7) 32 inches long--from needle tip to needle tip.
Tension: 5 stitches = one inch
I cast on 80 stitches and I worked in garter stitch for approximately four inches.
What would you have made?
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Work in progress: Turning ( a young adult adventure)
Word count: 37, 098 words
A new sentence added: They clung to her curve and accented her china doll colouring.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Buying Yarn by Leanne Dyck
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Secure Footing in a Changing Literary Landscape notes by Leanne Dyck
Canadian icon and humourist Arthur Black
So, yes, I passed with flying colours. : )
(...and you know--this is a secret--it wasn't that hard...sh-h-h, tell no one.)
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Monday, March 14, 2011
Basic knitting tutorial: purl
You will recall, from last Monday's post, that the needle that is doing all the work we are calling the 'worker'. The needle that is simply carrying the stitches we are calling the 'carrier'.
Put the tip of the worker needle behind the yarn.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Promoting a book by Leanne Dyck
Wearing...
-a tee featuring the book cover of my new book
-a cardigan I especially designed for the event.
and carrying...
-post cards featuring the book cover and book blurb
-bookmarks featuring the book cover
-business cards with my contact information, blog URL and author photo
Was I set or what? : )
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
The Sweater Curse reviewed by Deborah Warner
Author: Leanne Dyck
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Genre: Thriller
Length: Short Story/ 87 pages
Rating: 4.5 stars
Review by Deborah Warner
Review
Alone, waiting, held captive in a grey area of betwixt and between, Gwen Bjarnson purpose is unknown. For her to understand the end she must revisit her past, leading her on a path of rediscovery.
She has moxie, she has style, and men find her charms hard to resist. She knows how to play the role of seducer. Gwen is a product of her environment, the skeptical nonbeliever of all things good. Taught at an early age that the true measure of a person is based on wisdom and not beauty, Gwen rebels against values placed on her with a hardening of the heart and non-compliance, forever disconnecting herself from the institution called family.
An undeniable pessimist consumed with thoughts of opulence and grandeur. Gwen focuses those aspirations in her ability to create unique pieces of art, manipulating yarn in any form that she desires into an attention grabbing garment. All of this could not be accomplished if it wasn't for the help of her lover, confidant, ego booster and muse, Jay Cardew. He's the guy you want around if you want a tender push into fame.
Gwen and Jay are a mix match sorrowful couple wanting their heart desires, they are two deserving characters. This is a story told from Gwen's perspective, given insight into her despair. Unusual appearance of secondary characters make for a mixture of comical, complex and sometimes sullen story.
There's a mysterious presence looming throughout this story that Author Leanne Dyck manages to engulf the reader in. I found myself totally engrossed in Gwen's world as she wonder on her life's journey determined to break free of the circumstance that has captured her, lingering her in a perpetual state of torment.
If ever there's someone to cheer for then Gwen is the one. Take a seat as you become consumed in her quest for redemption, searching for unconditional love of the one who will become her path to salvation. Go out and pick this one up, you'll find yourself immersed as well. I recommend The Sweater Curse for all who's looking for life to give them a break.
Monday, March 7, 2011
How-to knit garter stitch by Leanne Dyck
The knitting needle in my right hand does all the work so I call it the working needle. The knitting needle in my left hand simply carries the stitches so I call it the carrier.
1. Put the tip of the working needle through the centre of the old stitch.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Sally in her kitchen (short story) by Leanne Dyck
"I found Sally sitting on her kitchen floor. Her knees were drawn to her chest as she slowly rocked back and forth. Prone on the floor next to her was a body I recognized as her husband--a large knife embedded in his back. She struggled for words, but all I heard were sobs. Word by word, I added each and finally understood. "What...do...I...do...now?"