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Author Insight
Nothing Good Happens After Dark
My grandmother always used to say that if you were out after midnight, you were up to no good. I used to laugh at her, but now I see the wisdom of her words. Dark is symbolic of danger, evil, things to be kept hidden. It is used in stories to convey a range of moods from mystery to outright danger. I have to confess, I am not a fan of the long, dark nights of winter. It seems to sap my energy as well as my optimism. I'm much less likely to take on a new challenge or learn a new skill in the winter. Why is that? Today as I struggled to close the barn windows against the coming cold and made other preparations for winter, I sensed a twinge of that creeping anxiety. But I told my NO! I'm stepping out this winter and leasing a new horse who will challenge my skills. What have you got planned to combat the winter darkness?
Book Excerpt
Dream Horse
I don’t know how long I’ve been sitting in the car, motionless, but now I’m cold. I try the engine. It starts, so I roll up the window. My purse is on the floor of the passenger’s side, the contents spilled across the mat. Where’s my phone? I grope around in the dark until my hand touches its case.
When I swipe it open, I see the old thread of messages from Sarah. A breathy whimper echoes in the silent car. I push the green button—I want Sarah to help me.
“Hello, Cory?” she answers. Her voice causes a tear to run down my face. I wipe it away, listening to the sound of a horse whinny and buckets banging in the background. She’s still up. She’s in the barn. “What’s the matter? Did you get home all right?” The sound of her voice slows my breathing.
“There was an accident.”
“Are you hurt?”
“No, I think I’m okay. But the truck driver went over the guardrail. He might be dead.” The words sob out of my chest.
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