Today at work instead of working on the second of my swirly girly socks I read The Knitting Circle by Ann Hood. I didn't finish, but I'm over half way and so far its pretty damn good. The only part I can truly relate to is the knitting, as it is about a woman who lost her child and seeks solace in knitting, but I'm still totally engrossed. Not an upper, but not as much of a downer as one might imagine. So far I would recommend it.