(sorry, Dear Reader: WordPress was down for a bit, hence the delay in posting): I don’t write alpha males. I don’t like them. Pushy, overbearing jerks, most of them. Well, I should say, I do write alphas, they just aren’t my heroes. Lord Tharp is an alpha male, and what Read more…
Joe drove the back roads from the farm, winding his ancient Impala around the narrow country lane, a cold beer between his knees. He passed Balanced Rock, hulking off the highway, a massive boulder sitting lightly on three small rocks. He shivered for a second. His grandmother had a saying: Read more…
Rode Chocolate the mare again, and this time we did canter and sure enough, she dumped me. We were in the small round pen, and I had her head up, and we were doing fine, and then all of a sudden her head disappeared and over I went. The instructor, Read more…