Proudly wearing blue jeans

Cyber Limits, one of those titles that has multiple meanings, like the words we love.

I, Autumn Rose Wood, writer, bumbler and misspeller extraodinary do not have Internet Access at home. I have a word processor, THANK GOD, my husband and a really good friend. My Frankencomputer, Sharpie, was given to me after I complained one too many times about the one my husband rescue from the dumpster for me. None of the drives worked and until another good friend purchased a printer for me for my birthda… Continue

Today I am enjoying the sound of C.L.'s voice. She is creating images in my mind with her words.
I am impressed with her ability to speak about her work. Once I write words down on the page it is as if I have lost the ability to verbalized the ideas unless I am reading or reciting!

C.L.'s emotional connection to and her pride in her story is so evident(sic)! Her imagination pleases me on a selfish level because I now call her friend. As L.M. Montgomery(sic) would say she is a kindred spirit or… Continue

Instructions for the day

Sip dew off the rose
Swallow down sweet nature
Sing delicately of the Morning Glory
Softly dry condensation in the heat of a heathen sun
Swim daringly against the placid pond
Swing danger to the ground and pulverize it
Snuggle darlings in the afternoon
Snore definately under the shady palm
Skip daggers and embrace diapers
Soar daintly, but roar mightly
Show definately that life lived
Spectatularly during those daylight hours

Woman writer

The lace at her cuff'
Transpor… Continue

After four months of plotting, putzing, and publicizing our Reading is four days away!
Excited is the best word I can find right now to describe how I feel.
This event is already a success. I do hope, however, that we have one or two walk-in local writers.
I am anticipating doing this all over again! Friday the 13th will be so much fun!

You ate my sandwich, so I ate your face
You said you were sorry, I said you were a disgrace
You sat on the curb crying and bleeding and falling in space
I sat on my behind and sprayed you with mace
Do you love me now?