The Real Life Adventures of Emily Sinclair

Hello blog readers! Well, I really need your help on something. As many of you know, I'm a writer in training and have worked on numerous stories, articles and fanfiction. I've gotten some of my articles published in the newspaper and a couple in horse magazines, and several months ago I won first place in my age category for a writing contest called the Circle C Adventures Story Contest. That was a blast! Currently though, I am working hard on my very first book that I hope to get published. I've written several books over the last couple years, trying to refine my skills and get better, and now I think I'm going to give the publishing world a shot. *Scary music* But if I can't get in with a main stream publisher (I doubt I will, it's so hard these days to find someone who will actually publish your work!) I may end up self publishing.

This post is dedicated to a very good friend of mine, whom I know will be ecstatic to see these pictures. She's a pilot-in-training, and I couldn't stop thinking about her while I was at the Air Force Base! This past weekend was Sky Fest in our area, and we packed up our van and headed to the Air Force Base. I'll say this: it was huge. Giant. I was floored, it was so big! We got there and went through car security, then had our bags checked by the soldiers, then went through the metal detector. I know that sounds strict, but the soldiers have to make sure no one is going to blow up the base while there's 125,000 people there. Not kidding. That's how many people were there Saturday. The experience was amazing, I was in so much awe that I could hardly speak. The planes were enormous, the pilots so skilled and amazing, the electricity from the crowd was contagious. I loved every minute of it. When I watched the Thunder Birds do their world famous maneuvers...

Today is Bodie's seventeenth birthday. Wow, seventeen years of driving everyone crazy, escaping, causing trouble and making the world a much more fun place to live. He's a special horse, that Bodie is. I have worked with dozens of horses, ridden a wide range of breeds and I never, EVER, have met a horse like Bodie. He really doesn't act like a horse, he acts more like a large dog with the mind of a cat. He's the smartest horse I've ever met, too. I can recall one day when I was riding him and we watched my sister jump her horse. The next day I was riding him by the jump when he took off and ran for the jump to jump it! He'd seen Mia do it, so he thought he should be able to do it, too. In fact he copies a lot of what I do or what other horses do. That's how he learned to take the yellow handle for the hotwire in his mouth, he watched me do it and figured he wouldn't get shocked if he did that. >.< Overall, I'm so blessed to have Bodie in my li...

It started when I received a call from my Mom. I was out camping with my dad, sisters and brothers when Dad told me Mom had called and wanted to talk to me. "Mom?" "Emily, the neighbor called me." Silence. I knew something was wrong. "She can't keep Bodie anymore. Something's happened." It was like a bomb had gone off in my perfect life and nothing I did could fix it. In one phone call my dream about keeping Rylee at my neighbor's house was gone, vanished. My idea of working both horses whenever I wanted had been kicked out the door. My poor neighbor, it wasn't even her fault. She was in a crisis and all I could do was watch. Bodie was taken up to the barn I was part of, as my neighbor trusted my barn manager to take care of him for her. My instructor promised that she'd care for Bodie as long as she could, but my neighbor needed to decide what she wanted done with him come Spring. "We'll take care of him until Sprin...