Me, My Horse, and I

So, your protagonist has insisted loudly and at length that she is by damn going to be a horse girl, and your novel or story persistently sets itself among the horse tribes. You’ve researched the basics of behavior, biology, and management. You have a local barn you can visit to get the dirt-under-the-fingernails effect, and a beta reader who can catch whatever slippage still gets through. You’re good, right?

Not necessarily. There’s a further element to all this: the interface between human and horse.

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