The one thing people most want to know is where the idea for a book comes from. Here is how "White Horse" came to be.
This book was inspired by my own stallion many years ago. I was riding him down the road, on my way to a special place--a purple meadow filled with thistles-- on the 1200 acre ranch where I lived, when a gust of wind blew gravel into our faces. Andy (my horse), reared, smacking my head so hard with his own that I blacked out. I picked myself up off the ground, brushed myself off, and got back on. I didn't know where I was, who I was, where I lived or what to do, but I knew him and vaguely recalled where I was going, so I proceeded along my way.
As I rode along the side of the mountain dirt road, I looked down at my breeches and knee-high English riding boots and felt naked almost. Something was terribly wrong with my clothing, but I didn't know what. The fabric felt funny, the colours looked wrong. I shook my head to clear it and at that second, a car came toward us, spewing dust and stones as it careened around a corner. I felt scared to the edge of panic over what it might be. I swear, I'd never seen, or worse, smelled such an atrocity. The vehicle didn't scare Andy though, so I figured we were okay. At sure enough, it passed us and nobody died. But I felt...off...so I turned my horse around and headed for home.
But where home might be, I had no idea. I rode back the way I'd come, trying to remember where I lived when I saw a horse in the pasture to my left. I admired the place for a moment, and it slowly dawned on me that this place was my home. Relief!
At that moment, a car pulled up beside me and my best friend hollered at me to get out of her way. She laughed and drove past, but stopped and got out of her car to ask how I was, telling me that I just didn't look right. Yeah, no kidding.
She and another good friend helped me get home, put my horse away (I remembered exactly where his tack went, but had no clue where to put Andy) and stayed with me until they felt I could be trusted to be left alone.
The result of that incident got me to thinking...What If reincarnation were true? What if the things we are afraid of now are the result of something from a past life? What if I'd lived here before? And so, I began writing.
Here is a short synopsis of the story:
Paizely Dunn can see the future, but only if someone is about to die, so when her current vision shows her sister being stabbed to death, Paizely, armed and determined, sets out to confront the would-be murderer. On her way to meet with the killer, she is thrown from her horse and lands in 1871. She's still in Colorado, but she sees herself as a Cheyenne woman on the run from a posse intent on hanging her for a murder she didn't commit.
With almost 150 years separating her from her sister, Paizely has less than twenty-four hours to save both of them.
A journey through two lifetimes and two centuries, with a bay stallion connecting everything, WHITE HORSE is a paranormal suspense filled with fear, courage and self discovery.
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