I’ve been busy doing Christmas presents. For those of you who don’t know me, I taught myself how to tat. It’s a form of lace-making and it can be quite tricky. There was a pattern for a tatted cross that took me about a dozen tries to finish. And no, I’m not going to be making another any time soon. Mind you, now that I’ve managed to figure out the intricacies of the pattern (it’s a simple pattern, but then, so am I), the second one would probably be a little easier to do.
I’m also doing some research for my mid-grade/young adult novel. I didn’t do well in chemistry in high school, but I’m learning about it now. And biology. And how water treatment plants work. And about chop shops. And a few other things that I haven’t quite got worked out yet. But I will, now that I’m not arguing with a tatting shuttle.