In early February, I bought a spinning wheel and began playing with wool. And after nearly 2 months of alternately practicing on the wheel, practicing on a home-made drop spindle,* ignoring the spinning wheel and instead napping, reading,** or knitting, I have produced nearly 3 yards of two-ply wool ultrayarn. Yarnique. Yarnette.**** A yarn-like substance, at any rate.
So the spinning is thus far a success, or at least an ultrasuccess. Successique. Successette. It will continue, as the napping, knitting, and reading allow.
*except I used a dowel and a crystal door knob.
**often reading about spinning techniques, because I’m obsessive that way, as well as re-reading Robin McKinley’s Spindle’s End, which is a fabulous retelling of "Sleeping Beauty"***
***A fairy tale about me would be titled "Napping Looks-okay-in-dim-light."
****Ultrasuede, diamondique, leatherette — you get the idea.