First, maybe I should explain what’s up with the Cord Spaghetti Gnomes???
In the Discworld novel Hogfather, various ideas are accidentally, literally, incorporated. So we are treated to the sudden existence of beings like Bilious, the OhGod of Hangovers; the Eater of Socks; and the Verruca Gnome.
If they can exist, why not Cord Spaghetti Gnomes??? Wherever I go, there are tangles in anything that can possibly tangle; from computer wires to my own hair. When my oldest son was 3, he saw me crocheting and asked, “Mommy, why are you tangling that string?” ❤
I feel connected with other women, past and present, when I’m tangling strings. I can do many things with tangled string: crochet, embroider, cross-stitch, sew, quilt, braid, macrame… arts practiced by my foremothers since women have existed. Arts taught to me by my immideate foremothers.
And I connect it with the idea of Lachesis, in the Piers Anthony novel, With a Tangled Skein. Piers borrowed the Greek idea of the Three Fates: Clotho, who spins the thread of life; Lachesis who measures and weaves it; and Atropos, who cuts it. They’re another version of the Maiden, Mother, and Crone.
Although, technically, I’d be moving to the Crone, or Atropos, incarnation; now that my reproductive years are over… I’m a born caretaker and function better as the Mother and Weaver.
And so goes the long explanation of why and how I became Swampcat, Tangler of Strings, Leader of the Cord Spaghetti Gnomes.