In the Sticks is like sitting in the summer grass, smoking a stolen cigarette, infatuated again, suddenly dumbstruck by clouds of lightning bugs wafting up from the sweet-smelling honeysuckle, and running to punch holes in the lids of old DukeÕs mayonnaise jars to capture their lightning, yet knowing even then that we were defying gravity. Willie Little, however, has done just that. - Timothy B. Tyson