ABOUT EQUI-LIBRIS LLC
Equi-Libris LLC is a culmination of connecting my love of horses with the love of writing.
As an equine writer, I specialize in articles that focus on horses, health, and history. I follow curiosities, obsessions, and untold stories hidden beneath the surface. I strive for compelling imagery on the page with the intention of sparking a reader's own reflection about the Horse.
I also facilitate courses on the role of the horse on the page. I introduce students to memoirs about the ways horses heal the physical bodies, the emotional spirit, and how the horse can be our mirror on the page. I explore myths and legends with the horse as the central story of mysticism. Along the way, I learn how others see the world of the horse.
Unlike many other writers, I came to writing, not in my childhood but my early thirties. I enrolled in graduate school, and after a twenty-year hiatus from the saddle as well, I rediscovered all that I loved -- the written word and the world of horses.
As a viewer of the Equi-Libris, LLC website, you can follow trails of horses, health, and history by:
Exploring the backstory of the most seminal horses that shaped my rider and everyday life;
Reading stories, I profile about horses, health, and history in Features and view my photos in Galleries;
Contacting me about story ideas or with feedback about my work;
Learning about the equine-centered literature classes I facilitate;
Liking the Equi-Libris, LLC page on Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter.
A Welsh Cob mare with a barrel and attitude of a very, very naughty Thelwell pony I sat on Misty in the yard of a Felixstowe stable. True, sitting on the back of a horse was not a strange event, but when Misty's owner started to lead the bored mare across the yard my entire world changed. I succumbed to the Horse.
Running to Run
Two years after sitting atop Misty my parents reluctantly accepted that my equine obsession was not a phase and bought me my first horse named Dino. A full-blooded Arabian, Dino suffered from neglect and sometimes abuse. A refugee from human contact for nearly a year, Dino was both talented and misunderstood.
I burst into tears the day I signed the ownership papers for Wallero. The tears were not tears of happiness but regret. I knew in my heart that I had made the wrong decision to buy Wallero. Prone to fearful and dangerous outbursts when his only instinct was to run, Wallero's demons defined him.
My Irish Poet (Rebel!)
D’arcy's hard-working, earnest, and loving demeanor charmed me from the start. Originally trained to be an event horse, D’arcy adapted to the demands of dressage and exhibited patience with his novice rider.
From the start, I knew D’arcy was my forever horse. Little did I realize we would be each other's healing lifeline.