I am trying to remember that when I started knitting -- whenever that was; I can't even remember -- I was slow and clumsy and dropped stitches and couldn't get things to work right. That I got better because of practice, not because of magic innate knitting ability.
It's really fucking hard, though.
I just. I. I'm used to being able to just /knit/, and maybe some of that is blurred memory, remembering the easy bits without remembering the problems, but not all of it. I used to be able to do stuff. And with the loom, I can't. It's a constant struggle, and stitches take an average of three tries, and it takes me 45-60 minutes to do one round (and this is a sock, 60 stitches, not a huge thing).
Doesn't help that I can't read stitches, so I can't just knit knits and purl purls, I have to count from the beginning of the round. And knitting hurts a bit, even with the loom, even with not having to bring my hands together.
*makes impatient noises of frustration*
(I want a body that works, dammit)
It's really fucking hard, though.
I just. I. I'm used to being able to just /knit/, and maybe some of that is blurred memory, remembering the easy bits without remembering the problems, but not all of it. I used to be able to do stuff. And with the loom, I can't. It's a constant struggle, and stitches take an average of three tries, and it takes me 45-60 minutes to do one round (and this is a sock, 60 stitches, not a huge thing).
Doesn't help that I can't read stitches, so I can't just knit knits and purl purls, I have to count from the beginning of the round. And knitting hurts a bit, even with the loom, even with not having to bring my hands together.
*makes impatient noises of frustration*
(I want a body that works, dammit)