Cory Iverson's junior year is off to a lousy start.
Publicly humiliated by the school's hottest guy and terrorized by a bullying band director, Cory flees sports try-outs and just about everything else she begins, earning a reputation as a loser as well as a quitter. But when her wandering dog leads her to the barn of a former Grand Prix rider, she finds a welcome refuge in the familiar world of horses.
It's not too long before she starts dreaming of showing in one of the country's most prestigious shows--a totally unrealistic hope--until she rescues a mysterious horse with some unusual talents. But her road to success is littered with roadblocks as events spin out of control: prescription painkillers appear in her mother's purse; her ballerina sister wastes away before her eyes; her boyfriend is keeping secrets; and her normally opinionated trainer becomes strangely evasive.
Worst of all, the horse show world is not what she imagined. It isn't long before Cory's winning spree attracts the attention of a brutal trainer with a string of unexplained horse deaths in her wake. When Cory lands in the crosshairs, she has to decide if she'll once again back down and flee or stand up for herself, her horse, and her dreams.
Inspired by everyday miracles, L.R. Trovillion weaves magical stories of hurting people who find hope through horses in her Maryland Equestrian Novel series. Although she earned a degree in Russian and spent a career in government service, her real love has been caring for and working with horses. That love shines through in her series, focusing on the healing power of horses in the lives of teens facing complex and sometimes dangerous family situations. Believing there is more to this world than meets the eye, she adds a dash of the supernatural to each story. L. R. Trovillion lives on a small horse farm in Maryland with her husband, daughter, and several animals that really run the place. Her other works have appeared in Baltimore magazine, Chicken Soup for the Soul, and various poetry anthologies.
I have no idea why words, preferred spelling choices, and other "Britishisms" creep into my writing. Grey versus gray. Toward versus towards. Color versus colour. When I am sketching out a quick draft, they seep into the writing. I have never lived abroad, my parents are U.S. born and raised (although my grandparents are from Ireland and Canada), and I was educated in New England public schools. Editors go nuts marking the "errors" for a U.S. reading audience and sometimes even ask if I am from England. I've given this quirk some thought and perhaps it is because I read many novels written by authors in England, Ireland, and other lands of British influence. It may also be that I enjoy reading period stories that often employ alternate spelling and word choices. Whatever the reason, it has been an amusing challenge to "fix."
False Gods: The Show Jumper's Challenge
CORY SPUN THE combination dial on her locker an extra few rotations as she peered down the corridor. Why hadn’t she seen him again? It had been two weeks. Didn’t he have to get books? Maybe not. She remembered how empty the inside of his locker looked last time. Well, she couldn’t wait forever. She pulled out her calculus book and opened the front cover. The homework assignment he did was tucked inside, all correct, like he said. Cory slammed the locker shut and trudged down the hall toward the cafeteria. She had hoped for weeks now to run into him again. She’d planned what she would say this time. She was having a relatively good hair day despite the humidity and wore a nice sweater . . . Maybe he was sick? Expelled?