And here is the progress on Socktober Socks #2. Not much. #1 went to the frog pond, as you will recall, because I was happy with neither the sock nor the yarn and the socks just flat out refused to be knit.

I want to like these Jaywalkers. I really do. I love the colors. I love the yarn — soft and sleek and just the right amount of stretchy. I want to finish these Jaywalkers. I really do.

It appears that they may be too wide.

I mean… WTF?!?!?!?!? Everyone else at the four corners of Blogistan has problems with Jaywalkers that are too narrow. But not Judy! Noooooo! Judy knits Jaywalkers that are too wide. Oh hallelujah. Good job Judy!

Of course, being only part way up the foot (almost to the gusset, though), this might change. If they’re just too wide for the intended recipient (who has smaller feet than I), then I’ll keep them for myself. Which means I have to knit two more pairs of socks before Christmas. And it’s leaving me wondering…

Did I jinx myself thoroughly by signing up for Socktober?

Have I lost my sock mojo?

Oh… say it isn’t so!

As a tiny diversion to distract you, gentle reader, from the fact that I really have no other knitting content and Socktober was not my happiest hour month… This from Wired, and thanks to Jerry of When Knitting Was A Manly Art for the link:

Hemingway once wrote a story in just six words – For sale: baby shoes, never worn. – and is said to have called it his best work. Wired asked sci-fi, fantasy, and horror writers to take a shot at writing a very, very short story. Click here to read the results. Some are amazingly good, and many are quite humorous.