Behind the Old Barn Door

stockvault-old-wooden-barn219312Well, 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.


Until tomorrow…


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