Last year, at our first AntiCraft birthday party, we did a poetry contest. The winning participant's poem began.

Nothing, nothing, nothing,
I am nothing.

I don't remember more, and the poem itself has been lost to the wiles of somewhere else, but it comes to mind today because, well, nothing is on my mind.

I'd love to create something from nothing, or more specifically, nothing from something. I'd love to create something that captures the void. Terribly interesting to you, dear reader, I am sure, because I can't think of the way I want to project it. Because let's face it, a black hole on a black cloth made of black yarn is only interesting for so long, but creating a sense of nothingness with craft would be really fantastic. At least, in my own strange opinion it would be.

What do you want to create today? What grand, unimaginable thing should spring forth from your very hands? What is your universe, o goddesses (and gods, of course) of glue and string and sticks and hammers?