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, May 24, 2012
Writing About Knitting by Leanne Dyck
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
The story behind the design: book sweater by Leanne Dyck
Many years ago, my husband lent me one of his dearly loved books. I carried it back and forth to work with me every day. Month after month, the book travelled in and out of my backpack for stolen moments of reading.
One day, my husband asked, "Are you finished reading my book?"
"Not quite yet."
"Well, can I have it back then?"
I found the book and handed it to him.
He wasn't pleased. The book was damaged beyond repair.
The disappointment in his eyes was haunting and inspired me to design my first knitting pattern—a book sweater.
Designing the book sweater has not only kept countless books safe but also paved the way for my further exploration in knitwear design.
Monday, June 27, 2011
Knitting: design your own stitch pattern by Leanne Dyck
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Knitted in Love
She tells him that it has become ugly with age --he wears it. She explains that the yarn has become pilled --he wears it. She says the colours have faded --he wears it.
"You knit it for me. You knit it for me when we...when our love was oh so young," he coos. "I don't want a new toque. I don't want any toque but this one." He draws her into his arms and kisses her.
"Oh, I give up." She laughs.
Later, when he is having an afternoon nap, she confides in me, toque in hand. "I'm going to take this dirty old thing and burn it. You see how ugly it is!" She pauses. "It's just... it's just that...he feels the cold so. Maybe if I could make one exactly like it. The same colour --the same pattern..."
"What's the matter?"
"Well, dear. It just won't work."
"Why not?"
"I lost the pattern years ago and these old hands...they just won't hold the needles."
I take the toque from her hands, closely examining it. "I can design a toque exactly like this one."
"Really? Well, that would be wonderful dear." She says, handing me a shopping bag with a skein of yarn. I added the toque.
Arriving home, I set to work. I'm impressed by the clever design. Still, there are things I like to change. I resist the impulse. I replicated the toque. I knit the last stitch, sew the seam, and weave in the ends.
I place the remaining yarn with both toques in the shopping bag and return to my neighbour's. She is pleased to see me and enquires about my progress.
"I'm finished." I hand her the bag.
She takes the new toque out of the bag, hands the bag back to me and examines my work. She grins.
Her husband sails into the kitchen, grabs the toque and announces, "I'm going for a walk." He kisses her and waves goodbye to me.
Victorious, we wait until he leaves and then we share a laugh.
Later, with the old toque as my muse, I design a new --and better --toque. It quickly became my favourite toque pattern. I have knit it for men, women, children and infants. I keep several for myself.
Tomorrow: I share the pattern





