*** I got this story in class today... I can't tell you which class because then you'll get a hint as to what the story is about. WARNING: Graphic gore and violence. This general idea I've been hibernating for a while and it finally ripened into a fruit today, but it's not meant to have any kind of undertones so don't read too much into it. If you like Stephen King novels or the Twilight Zone you'll probably like this short story. Began writing: 9/28/04 *** ... View Post

*** I apologize for making everyone wait so long for Chapter 12, even though really it hasn't been nearly as long as usual... ;) But I thought I would post this anyway, because all you readers have been so kind to me, and you deserve it! Written 8/31/04.*** ... View Post

*** The saddest day of my life so far: 3/30/04, Lady, my horse for five years, passed away from a bad case of colic, she twisted her intestines and there was nothing we could do for her. I wrote this and the poem below on 3/31/04: I went back this morning to see her one last time. God, it was so horrible. To see her lying there, the body of the horse I'd ridden and loved and cared for for five years. It was her... but it wasn't her. I thought of how she had been when she was alive, and how much ... View Post

*** This scene got stuck in my head and wouldn't leave me alone... so I went ahead and wrote it down. That usually takes care of them, and this one was no exception. ;) Written 5/14/04. *** ... View Post

*** Written for Cormak (Gwenneth) who inspired the idea in the first place from a pic she'd posted on her LJ (see below). A Happy Belated Birthday present for her! Written 6/15/04. *** Picture taken by ... View Post

*** (Written 6/25/04) The other day when I was running barrels I kept getting the feeling that I needed to write a poem about it. So today, being bored, I decided I should go ahead and write the thing. And then I thought I should share it, because some of you horse lovers I know might be able to appreciate it. Anyway, this poem is dedicated both to Lady and to Morsul, who both love(d) to run the barrels: *** "Your Race" When you walk through that gate, The whole world fades, This is your ... View Post