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.
Coincidence being what it is, just the other day one of my equestrian connections twittered this very thing. “Horses aren’t dogs!” Apparently she had run into another case of would-be trainer trying to apply what she knows about dogs to the equine in her life.
This week, by popular demand (and I mean demand–everybody I asked about a possible blog subject started singing a chorus of “Horses! Horses! Horses!”), I’m beginning a new Book View Cafe tradition: the weekly horseblog.
I’m watching the pre-race blather for the Belmont Stakes, where the announcers and commentators have to fill an hour and a half with fluff, presumably so they can fill in around a two-minute race with enough commercials to make ABC … Continue reading
by Jennifer Stevenson After swimming for two years every single day, I fell in love with a new sport: horseback riding. My husband and I began taking lessons at a hunter-jumper barn, which means they wanted me to sit on … Continue reading