I felt as though I had made a new friend after reading this book. There are two aspects of this book that have helped me. One is the technical explanations, the other the essays.
I'm rather reclusive and knit quietly at home. I have lots of beautifully illustrated books to which I refer if, say, I want to knit a cable. The explanations are technical, precise, well illustrated. The explanation I'm going to remember, however, appears in the black & white pages of Modesitt's book wherein appear little faces on the stitches. Oh. I see, Annie. Knit the wallflower first!
There is no shortage of perfectionists in my family. Perfectionists and proud of it. I, on the other hand, leave a mistake in my knitting on the theory that "Pride goeth before a fall."
Modesitt's essay on valuing one's work yet not being a perfectionist put this conflict into perspective for me beautifully. After reading her book, I got out a Raggedy Ann doll I had made 40 years ago. It's not perfect, but it's pretty good. It certainly shows evidence of having been well loved.
Moreover, Modesitt's ideas came in very handy elsewhere: when visiting a hospitalized friend; when talking to members of a bereavement support group. We are none of us perfect.
I'm in debt to the experienced knitter who said she learned to purl better through reading this book.
If you like beautifully colored images to pop off a glossy page and grab your attention, you may be disappointed initially. It's a book to read quietly and savor. A book to pick up when you wonder about a new technique. A book to ponder.