Havel is one of the heroes of The White Pill so I was excited to read this, since he was a writer. It is almost offensively bad and frankly disrespectful to the reader. The book alternates between the transcript of an interview between Havel and a journalist and Havel's diary--the entirety of which is totally banal and isnt even in chronological order. We hear him stressing about having to write a speech but not about why or what its contents are--or whether it ended up working out. Worse, a few one-paragraph entries are repeated verbatim throughout, though to what point I have no idea. Absolutely awful book.
I needed an indoor winter time old lady hobby so I've taken up embroidery.
My most recent project is a felt ornament for my friend who is coming up on the one year anniversary of her daughter's suicide. My design combines the idea of kintsugi, the Japanese art of repairing broken pottery with gold, along with a rose growing out of the crack which was the design she had chosen for our group marathon this past fall. An ornament bc they will be putting up a special memorial Christmas tree each winter.
The other projects are based on designs I found online or in craft stores, gifted at Christmas to my family.
It's relaxing, and works well for short bursts which gives me something to do between kid/house responsibilities instead of social media (I still do that, too, just aiming for less).
