Weekly Books – The Knitting Circle

I picked up The Knitting Circle pretty randomly. I wanted something lighter and quicker to read.



Well it was quicker. But not lighter.



As it turned out, this book is about a mom whose five year old daughter just died from meningitis. The story is personal cause the author herself just recently lost her own daughter. And this book was well written.



But it was so painful. So so dreadfully sad. Having an almost-five year old myself, I couldn’t stop imagining the worst and kept getting freaked out over and over again. I am not sure it was a good idea to read it.



It did, however, make me want to knit again. The soothing, repetitive motion is quite calming.



I must also say that the woman who taught me to knit was nothing like the store owner in this story. She was unwelcoming and snotty. All in all, I would say do not read this unless you’re into really sad stories.



On to John Irving. I love him.