Writing & Blogging
I like horses. I like books. Given that these are both massive understatements, you would think that I grew up obsessed with horse books. Oh sure, I read more than the average city kid, but not as many as you might think.
I read Misty & Justin Morgan but not Stormy, Brighty or the rest of the herd.
I read Black Beauty, but not The Black Stallion.
I read Dick Francis, but who didn’t? At least until the violence grew overly gratuitous.
My strongest memories of childhood reading are not from books at all, but from comic books: Casper, Little Dot, and the rest. I can recall the visuals and plots of some of them to this day.
After that it was science fiction. Aside from Elizabeth Moon, no one really does horses in space. In fantasy, horses are most often tools of transportation, when they are not people in horse suits. Robin McKinley is one of the few who has real horsehair in her novels. But I digress.
My point, and I do have one, here, somewhere, is that I have had way more trouble than I would have expected coming up with 227 words on horse books for kids. Horse stories avoid the vortex of my To Be Read pile.
Live horses, yes. Literary horses, not so much. You?
Thank you for reading,