I have a box of secret shame in my craft room. This box is full of good intentions that met various life obstacles. It contains a tangle of gorgeous yarn and half finished projects. You guessed it: it is my works in progress box. Over the years, it has grown from a small basket, to a basket and a bag, and then to a basket, a bag, and an IKEA Lekman bin. I call them “works in progress,” but let’s be real: I have not worked on most of them for years. They are not in progress. They are abandoned. Works in abandonment.
