Pam's Pony Place: Diamond in the rough? Oh yeah.

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 Unpublished, but a writer just the same.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.

Thursday, May 28, 2015

Diamond in the rough? Oh yeah.

So, when I picked up the pony I knew she was nice, and her former owner really had no idea how nice. The pictures she'd taken to sell her were not good and as a result no one else saw what my friends and I did when we met her. I turned the pony out yesterday in the pasture for the first time. I cannot begin to express how much I wish she was a couple of inches taller.