Lately I abandon every knitting project I start and I never look back. That's not entirely true. I look back, fleetingly, and wonder why I'm not as enthusiastic about knitting as I used to be. It's true that I learned how to knit because I really wanted to quilt and sew but didn't have a sewing machine. But I never looked at it as a substitute for those activities. Once I started, I loved knitting in its own right.
I've already done my big lament over my dearth of knitting enthusiasm, which has waxed and waned since, and I do think that the thing that chased it away then is playing a large part in keeping it away now. I hardly know how to knit with a cool head. Once I start, I want all the yarn on the planet, and my thinking degenerates into the delusion that I can knit fifteen things at once. It doesn't help that there are always new patterns and new yarns being introduced, faster than I can get through the ones I've already started or queued. Sometimes I swear it's an embarrassment of riches.
The last project I completed was the set that my co-worker commissioned me to knit for his son, and, let me tell you, I was BORED shitless trying to finish the (child-sized!) scarf, annoyed by all the cables in the hat, and ready to set the first mitten on fire when I realized I'd have to knit a second one. The latest project I have decided to abandon is the baby kimono set -- don't even click on that link, unless you want to chronicle the death of optimism -- I was working on for Natalie's friends' twins (due next month. I'll be sewing something for them). I just can't stand the stringy nature of the Pakucho Organic Cotton yarn and all the shaping the pattern requires. Plus, my gawd, it's one of those time suck knits -- probably because I can never seem to keep straight where I am in the pattern and have had to rip back.
Anything to do with swatching and figuring out what size of something to knit I want nothing to do with, but scarves, which generally require neither, try my patience. What the heck is left to knit?
I can't yet accept that something that used to be so soothing and pleasurable to me is now only anxiety and torture, so I am going to try a new approach. In fact, I am going to keep trying new approaches until I find one that works. This one I will call The Fidelity Approach. Wait. The Fidelity Approach to One Small Thing. There. I will work and focus on only one project at a time, and here's what I think will ease the stress, while I am working on it, I won't make plans for my next knit. I'll love the one I'm with. And, for now, I will work on small, relatively quick knits, until I can figure out where to buy some patience.
If there is anyone out there who has been through what I am going through with knitting (or crocheting), please throw me a lifeline. How did you find a way to keep enjoying and practicing the craft?