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My white horse was galloping on a beach the first time I saw her. I have been told that very few horses are truly white. Most horses that appear to be white are actually light grey. The girl who rode on the horse was blonde. Her long hair blew behind her back like silver streamers. The girl was running away from the uncertainty of trouble at home. She rode fast along the beach. The white horse would bring her to freedom.

I am swamped with book review requests from authors, publishers and publicists. I know how hard it is for authors to get quality book reviews, and I also know that traditional book reviewers will not review anything other than the “big books.” I am happy to write a book review, but my time is important to me.