A Note About This Blog

I used to be a writer. Unpublished, but a writer just the same. I have several 100,000 word novels sitting on my hard drive. Then I fell off a horse and got a concussion that scrambled my brains really good (yes, I was wearing a helmet.) After that forming a written sentence was very difficult for quite some time. It's still difficult, but at least now generally the sentence structure isn't egregiously flawed. Verbally and written wrong words pop in, I switch words around, and sometimes I make no sense at all. It isn't because I don't have knowledge of grammar and punctuation, but my brain simply can't do it sometimes. Reading this blog you're accepting that there's going to be things that look like typos or make no sense. It's not because I don't proofread, it's because my damaged brain doesn't see what's wrong. I try my best, but things will slip through. I don't need them pointed out, I know they're there, but if I continued to worry about them I wouldn't write at all. I didn't for quite some time. It's painful as a past master of words to use them so badly, but fortunately the words don't seem to mind.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

 Penny and her best buddy Zaya. They're sort of an odd looking couple. I wish she'd soak in some of his awesomeness. He has an absolutely spectacular canter and is in general just a good guy. He takes exemplary care of his owner. For anyone looking at those halters thinking "how dare she turn them out in halters!" They both have leather parts.
 
 

 Western Scrub Jay (or so I think.) There have been tons of them down in NM lately.
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