The graveyard of personal literary ambition.
There is only one of me, but I am Legion.
(lazy dot reviewer at gmail)
…even by horse standards.
Houseguest - Hey, Lazy, I thought you were riding this afternoon?
Lazy (absentmindedly) - Oh, yeah. No, Bella tried to make out with a snake, or a scorpion, or something, got bit on the nose. Her eye is swollen shut and she looks like Mickey Rourke.
Houseguest - What? Seriously? Is she okay?
Lazy - Yeah, yeah. Steroid shot.
Lazy - Might have been a spider. She’ll be fine.