Knitting a Story?
Gram: You know, Imma, knitting is a lot like writing a story. You take the
threads of the story yarn and weave it bit by bit into a beautiful story item.
Imma: I see what you mean, Gram. I am using a pattern, but the finished piece is still completely mine because my stitches are unlike anyone else’s and my choice of color is my own.
Gram: Exactly! Sometimes the
story item we knit has one or two story lines characters colors or types of stitches. Other times, we weave many different colors into a simple or a complex pattern.
Imma: Oh! And if I make a mistake or don’t like something, I can rip the
story piece down to the place I don’t like and redo it. Occasionally, I might even have to scrap it and start over.
Gram: That’s very true. You know, Imma, even when we scrap it and start over, we don’t throw everything out. We rewind our yarn, iron out our pattern and start over again using the same elements. I guess we don’t have to scrap a whole story just because it doesn’t quite please us.
Imma: We can also leave it sit for a while when we feel frustrated or just tired of it. Then sometime later, we can pick it up where it is and keep going until it is finished. Sometimes we have to let it sit several times before we are ready to call it finished. Our writing is like that too.
Gram: Funny girl. Is that why we have so many unfinished drafts in que here?
Imma: Oooo, here’s a thought! When I make something, I can see what it’s going to look like at the end, but others looking at it will see an unfinished mess or a partial masterpiece until I finish, and they can see the entire thing.
Gram: So we envision the finished product from the start. We can also make changes along the way if we see how a new vision would improve the finished product
story! And you, Miss Creativity, sometimes start a project without a pattern and see where it will take you.
Imma: Why, thank you, Gram! You’re pretty creative yourself! I don’t know what I’d do without you!
Gram: Ditto that, Imma! So, what’s that you’re working on there? . . .