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Completed	March 2010
Title	Knit the Season
Author	Kate Jacobs
Published	2009
Quote	"The new year. This is the most powerful of tomorrows, one moments that overflows with renewal, with resolution. The exhilaration of being able to start anew, when there are no mistakes. Not yet, anyway. In a similar way, each knitting project starts fresh-----and all outcomes are possible. So grab your needles. It's the only way to ever know what the result will be."
Review	What a horrible book. What part of knitting novels don't I hate? This book was 260 pages of pure Hell. Tell me, why is it that knitting novels are consistently poor? Is it because the publishing industry views knitting as a trendy, hot topic and therefore an easy ticket to book sales? All they need to do is hire a hack writer, and Bob's your uncle? Perhaps. But come on, we knitters are not that easy. We have high standards. Like yarn, we expect our books to stand the test of time. I get a lot of entertainment out of a skein of yarn, and I expect knitting novels (or any book, for that matter) to be equally entertaining. The thing is, not only do knitting novels have sloppy character development and wimpy plots, no, as if that weren't enough, knitting novels are always, seriously, poorly written. Now I'm not the queen of writing, and I'm no novelist, but come on. Knitting novelists act as though they've never heard of the first rule of writing: Show, don't tell. Why don't these knitting novelists do the proper thing and develop their characters by showing, instead of tell-tell-telling. It drives me insane. Here's a really good example of some fine bad writing from this horror book, Knit the Season. After reading the following excerpt, I just want to jump off a cliff. "As much as KC was fun to have around, Peri knew they were fundamentally different. They could shop, share books, talk about work, try out new restaurants. But KC seemed never to have had a biological clock, while all Peri could hear was her own, keeping her agitated late at night when the distractions of the day had faded and she lay quietly on her bed, hoping for sleep. What if it didn't happen? What then? Could she pull Lucie and do it on her own? And if not, what would it mean to redefine her life after spending most of it under the assumption that for all the adventures of her career, she'd eventualy acquire the traditional trappings of a house and family? Sometimes she felt as though she were choking on her own disappointment. And whenever she tried to tell KC, she heard in reply that she was young and not to worry. But potential isn't always realized, she knew. Peri might simply not find what she was looking for personally or professionally. And that's what left her frightened. That's what left her sneaking looks at Lydia Jackson's business card."

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