Daily Archives: May 26, 2007

“We should be feared…”

…quoth the Yarn Harlot last night in Toronto. It was a good time for sure – I would estimate around 350 people came out, and Indigo was nice enough to set out at least 100 chairs for us. So considerate ;)

I will say that my sister M took way more photos than me, and her videoclip of the applause upon Yarn Harlot entrance (which was awesome and a sight/sound to behold) did actually work, so she’ll have that up too. Check out her blog for more pics. Here is my meagre offering:

We got there around 6pm for the 7pm signing – me, sis, mom and dad, and our friend K. This was a good thing, because there was already a lineup to wait for the chairs which at that point were being set up. I would imagine that had we even arrived 10 minutes later, we would not have been in the group that got to sit down. (Dad however, didn’t want to sit with the knitters and take away a seat, he went and browsed and ended up standing somewhere on the upper level during the whole thing.) So we had a solid hour of line-waiting, knitting, sitting, chatting, photo-taking, etc. I’d estimate at least 2/3 of the knitters there were working on socks, too, which was pretty cool. I had my kilt hose. (Also, mom pointed out that the age demographic in the room was really broad. So true.)


(Edit: That’s Em there in sock discussion, and Jennifer there at the end of our row – Yay, new blogging pals!)


M wore the Brennan Cardigan and I was flattered that several people admired it. I have GOT to finish writing up the pattern and post it.


A little after 7pm, a cheer gradually bubbled up and Stephanie was about to be introduced. The applause was huge. By this point, people were filled in all around the chairs, the entire stairwell, up in the upper level surrounding the stairwell. Yeah, I’m not sure what the Indigo staff thought. I wish I’d taken pictures of their expressions during the event, it was kind of awesome. They looked vaguely like they weren’t sure what was going on but that maybe they were wondering if they missed the memo on something they were supposed to be in the know about.

There were a lot of us.


See that stairway and railing area up in back? yeah, that was all totally full.




The staff guy introduced Stephanie in what I am sure is the usual store manner, explaining her personal history and writing exploits and knitting triumphs like Doctors Without borders and I kept thinking, “DUDE, 99% of the people here know all of this already!” Maybe he was doing it to educate the store patrons who weren’t in the know. Heh.

She said we were freaking her out with all the applause, and reiterated what she’d posted on her blog that day, about her nervousness that if she messed up it wasn’t, “I’ll never see them again,” it was, “i’ll never see them again until next Wednesday.”


Stephanie spoke for about an hour and was, as per all reports, funny, charming, intelligent, and the pride of knttters the world over. She spoke particularly about the effects of “CHOKE” (Cultural Humiliation of Knitters Everywhere) and elicited huge laughter – the sort of laughter that comes from true and deep understanding about what stash is and why we are all addicted to knitting.


I got my book signed and she was lovely to say that it was nice to meet me, and I said that it was extremely nice to meet her. I commented that we were debating whether or not it would be all right to read the book in the bathtub once it had been signed, and she commented that, given that some people a) own her books and don’t read them nearly as furiously as most knitters, and b) don’t know who she is, that yes, she was sure it was more than all right to read in the tub. I support this comment.

Here, I’ll leave you with one last adorable shot of Aven and her hubby and wee guy, who was enthralled by the shiny rope pedestals in the signing lineup:


Also, I wave hello to my friend Karen who I hadn’t seen in years and saw last night at the signing – who knew we were both knitters? Knitters are the best ever.

I regret that I wasn’t able to get to the Afterparty last night (K had all kinds of stuff to schlep back to our place, and my socklet-comforted-yet-blistery-feet were weary – I’m ashamed to admit that even at home I was nodding off into my kilt hose by 11pm), and that we won’t be able to get to the yarn crawl today (M and I will be home for mom’s birthday party dinner), but since June 9th is coming up with the TTC Knitalong for Knit-in-Public day, I think I’ll do well with that trip.

Have a great knitting weekend!


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