Impressions of Emma

here is a spectacular guest post from a spectacular person, who has a spectacular blog! I love her blog, a very close friend of mine showed me this blog back when we shared a blog with another very close friend. And I loved it right away! Amanda is a very creative funny person as you will come to now if you read her e-magazine and her blog! She graciously agreed to guest post on my blog, and let me post on hers! ( I am not sure when my post will be on her blog, but I hope you like it!  Here is her post!  JANE EYRE Hey, readers! Thanks for hanging out with me today on Emma's lovely blog. It's a pleasure to be here! I'm a voracious bookworm, and have been ever since I discovered the written word. I love both partaking of (reading) and creating (writing) words. Which is perfect, because my website, SKGfun, is a conglomeration of both reading and writing. Love reading? You'll want to read our blog weekly and then check out our bimonthly e-magazine. Love wri

Dearest, I fell behind today. A storm came up and as I was looking for shelter, I slipped, and suddenly I was sitting in a mud puddle. I ruined the cloak you gave me, I am certain the dirt will never come out. But all day, I could think of you only, my darling. Even as I sat in the puddle that was to ruin my cloak, I could think of nothing but the laughter my clumsiness would have brought you. Somehow that made it easier to get up and find shelter. Even so, losing almost a whole day of travel is a crushing feeling. I must leave the rest of this pitiful letter to you, my love, for another time. For it is getting dark and I must gather wood.       Always yours Beloved, I have the best of news, last night's frost did not kill me. I must confess, that as my already feeble fire dwindled down to nothing, I felt all the courage and hope I had ever had leave me; and to fill the hole my lack of confidence left, came despair and loneliness.