So I took a train and a bus to the Barnes and Noble in Skokie yesterday to get a book signed by the Yarn Harlot. I know that many people would question my sanity for making the trek out there, an hour away from home (and an hour commute from work) to get to an event with no clear ‘end time’ on a Thursday Night. But let me tell you, it was worth it. Check out the Yarn Harlot’s Blog to see that I wasn’t the only crazy person there.
I got there an hour early, bought the book, and was given the “Line Number” 49. (Let it be noted that almost 50 people showed up more than an hour before the scheduled time…) When I got to the section of the store that was designated for the reading/signing, there were a bunch of women (and a guy or two) sitting in chairs, each knitting something. It was really a sight to behold. (the Yarn Harlot got a few pictures of the audience – she told us it was so that she could show her Mom that people really do show up to these reading/signings). We all sat together, graciously moving around so that groups of friends could sit together. It was really a very peaceful and amiable group. We talked about what we were working on, shared notes on different kinds of yarn, and (obviously) knit while we waited for the clock to chime 7:30.
The Yarn Harlot was introduced as ‘The Rock Star of the Knitting Community’ and I think it’s absolutely true. Her celebrity status among knitters is almost as high as Elizabeth Zimmerman, who is the Julia Child of knitting. However, in real life, she is a very down to earth, hilarious woman. She shared her experience with Border Patrol as she explains ‘the purpose of her visit’ as a Knitting Humor Book Tour. 14 cities in 12 days, and they still didn’t see the value of what she writes. (silly non-knitters!)
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She read a few chapters from her book, and after hearing her read them, I’m fairly certain that I must own each of her audio books. Hearing her read what she has written aloud adds an entirely new dynamic of hilarity, and I’m almost tempted to move to Toronto so that I can perhaps become a friend of hers, then we can go get coffee together, knit, and share stories. I’m almost willing to say it would be worth the cold weather 10 months out of the year to hang out with her… almost.
She had a great Q/A session, which she calls the ‘Ask me Questions or Stare at me Uncomfortably Part of the Evening’. I learned that she used the blog as a disciplinary tool with her three daughters. (Don’t make me blog this! Clean your room!) Then the signing part started. Barnes and Noble had a very orderly plan (note the ‘Line Number” cards), which I’m sure was necessary for other reading/signing events, but these are knitters… we’ll sit and knit until we’re ready to go up and have her sign our book, check out our knitting, and get a photo.
My husband (and gracious chauffeur) showed up while I was waiting for my turn at the signing table, and said that he wanted to go up with me and thank her for inspiring me to make his socks. She took one look at him, then looked me in the eye and said “you make socks for him? Must not be very easy…” I know from comments on her blog that her husband, Joe is about the same size as my husband, so she knows *exactly* how difficult it is to make socks for a 6’2″ man with proportionately sized feet. I told her that he only gets socks with worsted weight yarn (about 4 times bigger than sock yarn), and she gave me a knowing nod.
The big thing when you go to a Yarn Harlot reading/signing thing is to bring the first sock you’ve ever knit. Knowing this, I put my first sock in a safe place so that I could have it handy when I finally got the chance to see her on a book tour. Unfortunately, I put it in that place sometime in January/February of this year, so I have absolutely no idea where it is. Not. A. Clue. I turned my house upside down in the morning to no avail. Luckily, my phone is awesome and holds all of the pictures I upload for this blog, so I was able to show her a picture of my first sock. She mentioned that it looked like a tennis sock, and I said that I use it as a trivet, which earned me a picture and a spot on her blog!
When I told her my name, and that I’m the Knitiot Savant, she said “oh, that’s your blog? I know you!”
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Simply for that, any thought of not keeping up on this blog while I continue to write for GoodHusbanding, PMBabble, PM Hut, and whatever other writing things come my way, has been completely purged from my head. So if you’re reading this, Mrs. Yarn Harlot, thank you for keeping me inspired. (…and my husband thanks you again for his socks.)