Why I write.
I remember when the teacher would give us ten or fifteen minutes at the beginning of class to write. Many...
I remember when the teacher would give us ten or fifteen minutes at the beginning of class to write. Many...
I haven’t written a blog post in over one month – not because I had nothing to say or have...
my little brother found the girl he will marry could not be more thrilled.
One for the bucket and another for tasting sweet cherries galore. Share your hump day haiku in the comments below!
I sat on my parent’s bed, holding my favorite fuzzy, stuffed creature in my hand. It had long, floppy ears...
hump day: the middle of the work week [Wednesday]; used in the context of climbing a proverbial hill to get...