I sew. I’m not enthusiastic about it. It would be easier to buy–pick an item and carry it to the cash register.
I know what I want to wear. Knowing is good, but it can be a pain. The colors, the lines, the textures, the weight–these things are obvious to me. And since I can’t afford Armani, retail isn’t an option. So, last week I chose a palette, found the trusty tissue patterns, and made a supply list on an index card. Yesterday, while my girls studied Chinese, I shopped.
Sewing is both design and engineering. Altering a pattern so I’m not yanking at my waistband all day–engineering. Changing up a tank top for variety–design. I see parallels in writing. Structuring a story–engineering. Choosing the right word–design.
I write for the same reasons I sew. I know what I want to read.
CRISPLY SPOKEN 
I suppose this could apply to just about anything. I don’t have the patience to sew, but I love to fiddle with the camera… 😉
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I love the camera too, but I don’t know any of the engineering part. I point and shoot. Wish I knew more.
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I think different things just come naturally to different folks. I picked up a camera and it just ‘clicked’ and seemed to come easy. Sewing, not so much. I envy folks who do have that talent, though.
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It is an art we choose to follow, which give great fulfilment and satisfaction, I love it
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Thank you!
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Perfect analogy!
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Thanks!
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Well, I kind of think you write AND you sew because you’re telling the world who you are. I’d be interested in a photo of something you’ve made!
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