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 Unpublished, but a writer just the same.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.

Saturday, January 4, 2014

Insanity

What's that thing about trying the same thing and expecting a different response being insanity?

A few weeks ago I loaded up Naners and we went down to the Taskmaster's. I wanted specific help: things we can do walking down the road to encourage her to stretch through her back. What did she have us doing? The same damn circle that has thwarted me for two and a half years. It's a rather involved circle, getting the horse to step under herself and the like. I have issues on horses that know how to do it, put me on a horse that doesn't and it just doesn't go well. And, then my hip starts to hurt. At this point, it is pretty clear to me that this particular exercise does not work for me, but there I was, trying to do it again.

I do love the Taskmaster: she's brilliant (if a train wreck,) but she has one way of doing things and in this case, the one way does not work for me. Not to mention: Naners was in training with her for how long? She should be past this damn circle so I don't need to struggle with it so much.

I'm frustrated my horse isn't more trained than she is. And also that one of the kids I know is getting to free lease a kick ass eventer that is going to pack her around. I want a packer! *whine, whine, whine*
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