Writing The Great American eNovel On My Smartphone: I Killed A Horse At the Gym Today

To my surprise (and relief!) I find myself able to do a considerable amount of writing while at the gym.

Jes' set me in the recumbent exercise bike, hand me my smartphone, and I'll pedal away for hours while typing.

(I can't read the tiny screen while wearing my glasses so I have to take them off & hold it close to my face. Since the gym pumps a neverending 80s hit parade over the speakers, I'm able to enter quickly & completely into my own little world. 42-inch flatscreen HD TVs may be Seriously Overrated.)

As posted previously, The Horse Story involves moving a herd of horses from Point A to Point B, with problems along the way.

The herd has an alpha male, Old Blackie, but his luck runs out on the trek.  He breaks a fetlock, and circumstances are such that he can not be rescued, can not be saved, and just abandoning him would only leave him helpless in the face of ravenous predators.

So my heroines decide to kill him.

Swiftly.

Mercifully.

I'd like to think it's a heartbreaking scene; it's certainly shocking.

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I will say nothing like this ever happened while writing My Little Pony.

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