Three Ply Yarn

by Caeia March

( The blitz on the London docks got my mum. My dad died in Burma. That s when Dora and me first took to cuddling. Behind the hay barn, while Nellie collected eggs )

Genres: Lesbian

240 pages, Paperback

First published September 1, 1992

About the author

Caeia's inspiration as a writer is imbued with her love of nature...

The powerful hidden forces that bind the planet and us together, and the seasonal cycles that have shaped all our lives, choices and actions.

Caeia’s home is just a few short miles from Haworth, home of the Brontё family. The spectacular countryside, vast sky views and reservoirs high up in the hills constantly call forth pleasure and poetry, as do her three small grand-daughters and two loving sons.

Born in the Isle of Man in 1946, Caeia's roots are firmly Celtic. As a writer she's known for her enjoyment of the myths and legends of the ancient world and her desire to explore and illuminate them through her contemporary characters' everyday lives, struggles, joys and successes.

Congruent with her love of nature; she is a passionate gardener, tree-planter, re-cycler and conservationist. Recently recovered from Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, Caeia has bounced back into the literary world after several years’ absence with her latest ground breaking novel Letters to Charlotte

Reviews

[Holly · Rating 4 out of 5]

A nuanced piece of lesbian feminist fiction centered on several working-class English women.

It took me a while to get into, especially the style -- one of the narrators is a diarist, but the others are telling their pieces of the story as if for an oral history that has been transcribed in this book. And I read most of it at a rather sedate pace, save when Lotte's story began to reach its climax.

But I really enjoyed it over all. Sensitive and reflective. Honest in a way that more dramatic works cannot be. There was one particularly moving chapter that has stuck with me - one character muses at length about how her life experiences, internalized homophobia, external homophobia, etc have affected her sexual experiences with women, about the conversations she and her lover have had about this, about the great silences that exist about lesbian realities and what it is like when lesbians begin to bridge that isolation and silence with each other.

[Anna Rixson · Rating 5 out of 5]

In the history of the words associated with making cloth, a staple was a piece of wool too short to be spun by itself. But if it could be twisted tightly enough with other pieces, they could be spun together without breaking apart.

[Sharla · Rating 3 out of 5]

An interesting book. Hard to read in places, I found some parts a bit confusing to get into and understand. Overall a great read.