The Littlest Herdman

Smoke filled the spaces, on our skin, in our hearts. Sorrow crept at the cracks of our tears gathering. Nearer came the train to brin...

I admit I maybe forgot about this blog.... though not in the bad sense. It almost seems to me I've been running to keep up with the cloc...

Dear READERS: I am so sorry that I've been such a flake and haven't posted in months! Life after Florida went two ways: busy and b...

Hello everyone! As of late, my insane schedule prevented me from posting. I am currently sitting in the Salt Lake City Airport... just wait...

From blossoms comes this brown paper bag of peaches we bought from the boy at the bend in the road where we turned toward signs painted Pea...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B0YNy-ryqG8&feature=related This is not apart of the Word Clambake, but, I LOVE this song and I LOVE thi...

Today's post for the Inspiration Gala is focused on the use of language and how it is essentially an art form. While at an author view...