So I want to learn to knit.
Knitting is not that different from weaving or writing. I can write, I can weave from Barthes’ braid & write.
But I cannot knit.
I can cast on, which all knitters I speak with say is the hardest part.
But I cannot move on to the next step – to create another stitch, another text.
Today, I realized why.
When I write, beginnings are always the challenge. Whether I am writing a paper or an email or a journal entry or a piece of fiction, I have to conquer the beginning & move on to the next paragraph.
In desperation over my inability to move to the next row, I re-read Nancy K. Miller’s essay from “The Poetics of Gender”.
Arachnologies: The Woman, The Text, and the Critic.
Just to prove to myself, that if I cannot knit, I can still read.
And Miller reminded me that “Arachne, the spider artist, began as a woman weaver of texts.”
As a woman, I can weave texts.
I will learn to knit.
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