Well, that didn’t work.
My grand plan to take Blue Is Not
the Sky out for a nice workout on the writing track yesterday didn’t make
it past the old barn door. Blue refused to be saddled. He just
stood there and looked all magnificent in his stall.
However, Leonard (my one-eyed, dirty-minded, ass-kicking scoundrel of a
mule story) was more than happy to take this hard-up author for a spin.
Oh, and spin we did… while Blue waited stubbornly behind the barn door.
*sighs*
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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