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Hopefully no spoilers ahead, but you might want to read the book first just to be safe!
The Myth of Arden isn’t really about fashion, but that doesn’t mean that there aren’t some items you would love to get your hands on.There is no way to know exactly what Julia’s cowl looked like, but below is apattern inspired by the description!
This is my first pattern, so if you find any mistakes feel free to leave a comment below to let me know!
- Yarn: ~600 yards Medium Weight Yarn (I used Bernat Super Value 100% Acrylic in color Oatmeal)
- Needle: Size H/8 or whatever you need for gauge
- Size #16 yarn needles (to weave in ends)
Not terribly important but about 10 stitches/5 inches. Final piece measures about 65 inches around by 12 inches long. Since it is an infinity scarf, to test the gauge put the initial loop of chains around your neck and make sure you can loop it around about twice comfortably.
- Bottom half is worked in the round where at the top is worked in rows.
- Turning chains count as stitches.
- Have fun!
- Ch: Chain (Insert hook, Yarn over and pull loop through one loop on hook)
- Dc: Double crochet (Yarn over, insert hook, yarn over and pull loop through first loop, then yarn over again and pull loop through two loops on hook)
- Hdc: Half double crochet (Yarn over, insert hook, yarn over and pull loop through three loops on hook)
- Sc: Single crochet (Insert hook, yarn over and pull loop through, yarn over and pull loop through both loops on hook)
- Sk: Skip (skip over stitch below)
- Shell A (5 Dc into same chain space)
- Shell B (1 Dc, 2 Ch, 1 Dc all in same chain space)
Row 1: Chain 312 (or any combination of 10n + 2 to achieve gauge).
Row 2: Starting in third loop from hook, (Hdc, Ch 1, Sk 1). Repeat between () across row. Being careful not to twist the chain, Sl into two Ch turning chain at start of row. Weave loose end into the bottom of the cowl to complete the row. (310)
Row 3-24: Ch 2, (Hdc into chain space below, Ch 1). Repeat between () until cowl measures about 6.5 inches, approximately 21 rows.
Row 25: Sl into next ch space. (Sk ch space, Shell A into next ch space, Sk ch space, Sc into next ch space). Repeat between () around, 38 times. For the last shell, Sk chain space, Shell A, skip chain space and slip stitch into slip stitch of previous row. (39 shells)
Row 26: Ch 5 (counts as 1 dc and 2 ch), dc into sl stitch space. Ch 2, (Sc into third dc of Shell A stitch below, Ch 2, Shell B, Ch 2). Repeat between () around, Sl into 5 ch turning chain.
Row 27: Ch 5 (counts as 1 dc and 2 ch), Dc into same space below. (Shell B into Sc (the one on top of a Shell A), Sk chain next to Sc and Shell B into Ch 2 space of Shell B below). Repeat between () around 37 times. Shell B into Sc, then Sl into initial Ch 5 turning chain.
Row 28-37: Ch 5, Dc into same space below. (Shell B into Ch2 space of Shell B below). Repeat between () for all Shell B of previous row,then Sl into initial Ch 5 turning chain. Total of seven rows should measureabout 4.5 inches, or about 1/3 of the total height of the Cowl.
Row 38: Sk 5 Ch space, (Shell A into Ch 2 space of Shall B below, Sc into Ch 2 space of next Shell B). Repeat between () around 38 times. Shell A into Ch 2 space of final Shell B below, Sl into Sl of previous row. Finish off.
Hope you enjoy this free pattern! What other items from the book should I make next? Leave your suggestions and your own creations in the comments below!
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My Book, The Myth of Arden, features Ramoth: a powerful king given a prophesy he must choose to either accept or destroy.
This concept started a long time ago with my childhood musings. I spent a lot of time alone (as I am reasonably good company), but also because I wasn’t allowed to wander the streets. To this day I’m still convinced that stepping foot off my property will result in a white van pulling up to abduct me. I’m pretty sure at this point they’d immediately send me back, but you never know.
My imagination, therefore, became my best friend. I created a new back story for my life: one in which I wasn’t so dull, boring, or utterly unimportant. In this version of events, I was secretly a princess, hidden away for her safety.
In this way, I could feel cherished and valuable far beyond what I usually felt or perhaps deserved. I wasn’t nearly mature enough to see the value in the mundane or to appreciate that I was not the center of the universe.
Isn’t this something we all do though? Some of us tell stories about ourselves to pump ourselves up while others, sadly, use stories to push ourselves down. We retell the tale again and again until it has a life of its own.
What is your Myth? What is the secret that you could not bear to admit to yourself is not true?
What idea about yourself are you willing to protect at all costs from being challenged?
What would happen if you confronted it? Is it helping you, or holding you back? Is it something you plan on embracing or throwing away?
Is it even possible to trick fate?
You’ll have to read The Myth of Arden to discover what Ramoth chooses, but in your own life, you have a choice as well. For me, becoming a Christian meant beginning to understand who I was in God’s eyes. In the end, that is more important than anything I believe about myself, and hopefully, it frees me to identify the flaws within and try to correct them rather than running away from them.
After all, where truth ends and a Myth begins is often hard to discern, but if we are not willing to face the truth as it is, as ugly as it may be, then we will never grow beyond what we are right now.
The results are in and The Myth of Arden is this summer’s knockout hit! The critics told us in confidence but won’t mind us revealing:
“This is the greatest novel ever written! It truly blurs the line between awesome and really, really awesome!”Me
“It wasn’t as bad as I was expecting!”My mother
“Good job!”My second grader
“It’s perfect for killing spiders! Aaaahhhhhhh! Never mind!”My husband
“I’ll get to it eventually.”My second cousin twice (???) removed
“It tastes good!”My four year old
“Why are you giving this to me? No really I don’t want it.”The bus driver
“This is perfect! Just the thing I need to keep that door wedged open!”My uncle
“I can’t wait to regift this!”Literally everyone
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I was raised in Upstate New York in the small town of Napanoch. When some people hear you are from New York they immediately have visions of sky scrapers or the Statue of Liberty, but Napanoch is a small town a few hours north of New York City with spectacular views of the Shawangunk Ridge. This landscape inspired most of the terrain found in my writing, where the forests are thick with winding trails.
We had a rather large family with me being somewhere in the middle of seven children, mostly daughters. Thus, when I was born my parents had unfortunately ran out of girl names. In what turned out to be a misunderstanding between my parents I was ultimately given the same name as my mother. For this reason, back home I am still often lovingly referred to as “Sue Jr” or “No, the other one”.
While attending Wawarsing Christian Academy and Ellenville Central Schools I would often lie that I was “from Ellenville” because Napanoch was virtually unknown. As it turns out Ellenville is equally obscure (a point lost on me in my youth), but it was here that I first became interested in writing as I had several remarkable and enthusiastic teachers.
The first great story teller in my life, however, was my father. He could command a room with humorous and disgusting tales of his life. I lament the fact that so many good memories were lost with his death as no one could retell the tales quite the same way he could. He showed me that the best stories are personal.
I considered writing my passion but took the advice that a degree in something else would afford me the luxury to write in my free time. So next I attended Ulster County Community College for my Associates Degree, followed by a bachelor’s in chemistry from the State University at New York at New Paltz, and a PhD in Organic Chemistry from Michigan State University. Along the way I met my husband and we started our family. The concept of not writing in order to be able to write more might sound counter intuitive, because it is! It turns out graduate school affords you little free time and motherhood, miraculously, even less.
However, after having shelved my writing aspirations for a couple of decades I suffered a terrible loss in the form if a miscarriage. It was a pain unmatched by any other loss I had endured up to that point, and in all the sorrow I made a promise to the little one I would never know that I would finish the work I had started years earlier. I channeled my grief into creating something new, hoping that in some small way something good might come from the unfathomable despair. I hope to continue in this promise with many more stories to come!
My writing has also been influenced by my hobbies, which include crochet and endlessly picking up my children’s toys off the floor. When I am not busy with the kids or writing I enjoy watching mysteries like Columbo and studying up on Calvinistic Apologetics.