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Cutting it up!

 

This is how I started this morning, and I wasn't happy with it.  Too jumbled and slung together, rather than carefully considered and artfully placed.  It just wasn't working out.  So ... if you're of a nervous disposition, look away now as I'm about to go mad with the rotary cutter!

Yup, I literally chopped it in two.  I kept the part I liked, and the other section got cut up even further, into 6 inch squares.  
These 6 inch squares are forming the border of this quilt.  It's not as large as it was, but that's fine, it's a lap quilt or maybe a wall hanging.  I'm much happier with how it's going now, and need to make a load more squares to complete the border.  Sometimes, if what you've making isn't working out, you just need to take a risk.  
Cut the quilt top into pieces.  Rearrange them.  Take photos.  Rearrange them again.  After all, it's only fabric.  Everything can be recycled, reused, turned into a cushion cover or tote bag if necessary.  Have fun with what you're making, and recognise it's not the end of the world if you mess up.  

When not sewing, I finished Emma Stonex's novel, and am now spoilt for choice in what to read next.  I've been on the library waiting list for ages, having reserved a copy of Barbara Kingsolver's 'Demon Copperhead', and that's finally turned up and is ready for me to dive into.  If it's even half as good as 'The Poisonwood Bible' I'm in for a treat.  
I'm also mulling over ideas for a short story I want to write.  A ghost story about a first wife who turns up years later, after she disappeared one foggy night.  The husband - who may or may not have been involved in her disappearance - has taken a second wife.  The story would be set in Victorian England, and narrated by the second wife.  That's all I've got worked out so far, but the germ of an idea is in my head.  We'll see how that progresses.  
I've always wanted to write a really good ghost story.  Something proper creepy, to send a shiver down the spine.  Could this be it?  

Okay, let's get the kettle on, I need a cuppa.  


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