Equi-Libris LLC is a culmination of connecting my love of horses with the love of writing.

I am an award-winning equine writer and journalist. My brand, Horses, Health, and History allows me flexibility in topics of interest. 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. On the Features page, readers will find articles about horse health, profiles of well-known equestrians, and stories in horse history.

In the recent past, I facilitated courses about horses in memoir, fiction, and poetry. I introduce students to writing about how horses heal the physical bodies, the emotional spirit, and how the horse can be our mirror on the page. I explored 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.

My horse blog, Nicker Notes, continues to gain subscribers, and I invite viewers to sign-up to learn more about Equi-Libris, LLC.

As a viewer of the Equi-Libris, LLC website, you can follow trails of horses, health, and history by:

  • EXPLORE the backstory of the most seminal horses that shaped my rider and everyday life;
  • READ stories, I profile about horses, health, and history in Features;
  • VIEW my photos in Galleries;
  • CONTACT me about story ideas or with feedback about my work;
  • LEARN about the equine-centered literature classes I facilitate;
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Misty Beginnings

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.

Slaying Demons

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.



Many thanks to stewards of horse health and equine literature!