A gorgeous crochet sweater would catch my eye. I'd wrap myself in a soft and cuddly baby blanket.always thinking "there's got to be a way." But I couldn't do it myself. Then, after years of frustration wondering why I couldn't crochet a masterpiece on a Sunday afternoon as my grandmother could.something clicked and my failure to catch on finally made sense. I wanted to run before I could walk. I was ready for the pros but hadn't gone through rookie-camp. Finally, I understood what was missing: I ignored the fact that before I could even begin to put my creativity to work the way my grandmother did, I had to take a step back. I had to study - on my own - and learn as much as possible about all the wonderful tools and techniques every beginner must master before going to the next level. There was no way I'd be where I am today as a crochet expert if I didn't spend time understanding the basics so many people miss before trying to master the advanced techniques. I finally "got it" when I discovered the simple p...