Just under six years ago I left a job I loved because it was about to turn into a job I could no longer love, and a friend suggested that I wrote a book about girls and ponies. As a child I’d been one of the “pony mad but ponyless” masses, as Horse and Pony magazine put it, but it had been years since I’d ridden or really thought about horses. I set to with predictable naiveté, grubbed along for a while, ground to a halt in despair, and had to be prodded into action once more by friends who were both threatening and encouraging.
Over the last six years I’ve learned a lot both about horses and about writing books, and I hope that the finished product, which has the working title If Wishes Were Ponies, will be readable and odd and entertaining. Atlantic Books will publish it in the UK.
In the meantime, this blog is for curios and news I’ve found on the way. I also collect examples of equestrian-themed street art, including shots of these mysterious white hoofprints which appeared all over Berlin for several years, and were even spotted in Vienna and London.