"But, really, why does anyone create? You feel a... a restlessness inside, a need to make something new, something no one has ever seen before. You want to add to the beauty and the richness of the world with a gift, an offering that is uniquely yours. It's an act of selfishness and generosity, all rolled into one."

-- Bruce Coville,
The Last Hunt

Thursday, November 17, 2011

The Dragons Won't Let Me Tat

I have not tatted a stitch all week. Here's why:

I've been waiting for three years for this book-- the last in the series-- to come out. I'm about halfway through it. The blog will resume when I finish.

My favorite line so far is this. When the werecats are negotiating joining the rebel army, they have only a few requests, the main one being food: "Each of us will be promised a single duck, grouse, chicken, or similar bird per day, and every second day, a bowl of freshly chopped liver. Even if we do not choose to eat it, the food will be set aside for us." Doesn't that second sentence just sum up the feline spirit?

Squijum says that is as it should be.


  1. A mouse to ya, Squijum, my mate!

  2. Ah, ha! My copy should be here tomorrow. I can hardly wait!

  3. Oh, oh, oh, I'd forgotten it was coming! Don't say a word!!!

  4. My husband is eagerly awaiting his copy...it's arrival actually means more tatting time for me as I haven't gotten into that particular series to date. Can't seem to make it past what everyone tells me is the boring first 100 pages or so of the 1st book...before things get really interesting apparently.

  5. got my copy on the 9th and read it in two days. all it was expected to be. have passed it on to the boys now.