Eglentyne is Dani Smith
I am a Mother, Knitter, Writer, Former-Medievalist, Creator, Ponderer, Reader, (Sometimes) Runner, living in Coastal Texas. I bake a lot of bread. You might call me a little crunchy. I might call myself a little antisocial. But I love to read about Interesting People and the Cool, Creative things they do in their lives.
On these pages I talk about whatever happens to occur to me when I sit down to write. I talk about my three kids, Sonar X5, Sonar X6, and Sonar X9 (the number in their name is their current age). I talk about whatever hairbrained craft is engaging me (with yarn, fabric, mangoes, rocks, or rubber tubing). There's a chance the frog (or the fish she's not eating) will even make an appearance now and again.
If the ramblings of a crafty, liberal, stay-at-home mom interest you, I hope you'll stop by regularly. And leave a note in the comments! My email address is down there in the footer if you'd like to go that route. My other social networking links are over in the sidebar. I may be a little antisocial, but I love messages as much as anybody else, and I'll reply!
The "Something Knitty" Story
In late October 2005, an instigator--ahem, I mean friend (Hi Crys!) talked me into writing a novel. I thought she was crazy. I thought I was crazy. I think we still are. Crys 'rassled (that's fake-Texas talk) me into NaNoWriMo '05. My story was about a knitter whose yarn started talking to her. I surprised myself completely, and on November 30, 2005, I finished my first draft. Crazy.
All through the month I pondered titles. For a little while I called the book "Something Witty" as a placeholder, figuring I'd come up with a funny title to stick in there. That morphed into "Something Knitty," as in "the title should be a knitting pun or something." But "Something Knitty" stuck to the novel, and to a lot of other stuff, including this blog, and the bottom of my shoe. Thanks to Crys' hairbrained idea though, I've finished NaNoWriMo every year since then. I also finished ScriptFrenzy twice, and almost finished a third time. By my count, that's eight first drafts hanging around in my house waiting for me to revise them in case someone wants to read them.

