A little escapism

First of all, there are no knitting pictures or musings about knitting today. It's all Doreen's fault, I tell you.

One morning there was a discussion about knitting literature at the store. Everyone thinks that because I work in a knit shop and knit an awful lot, that I read all the chick lit knit books. I've tried with one of them. I really did. Blech! is all I can say about it. I much prefer something with English inspectors, vampires, or barbarians. (I have a fondness for Robert E. Howard, and he wrote some creepy vampire short stories.) At this point Doreen decides I need to read the Amelia Peabody series by Elizabeth Peters. I will admit that over the years I've seen them quite a bit as they are alphabetically right next to my beloved Ellis Peters, creator of Cadfael and Inspector Felse.

This was several weeks ago. Doreen wanted to finish them all before she gave them to me. It turns out we are quite similar in that she included a printed list showing the books in the proper order. I would have done the exact same thing if she had not included it so that I could read them in sequence. I picked up the books this past Monday, and I have since read 3 of them. Maybe I should repeat this. On New Years Eve, I started reading the first one that evening, and by last night I had completed the third. Is it any wonder not a single stitch has been made?