For some human beings, writing is an obsession. We have to write, or the chemicals in our heads go haywire. There’s stuff floating around in there, and it can get to the point at which we must, absolutely must, get it Out There, into the world beyond our skulls–or we will implode. Shrapnel everywhere. (I wonder what that shrapnel would look like? Bits of lines of poetry by Frost and Dickinson? Fragments of paintings by Bosch, Klee and Moses? Algebraic symbols?)
Effective immediately, the Arabian Turf Writers’ Association is in session. We have a fine example to follow: the National Turf Writers’ Association is for writers who cover Thoroughbred racing, and they do some wonderful things along the way. (I’m not a member…yet. Not sure how that process plays out, even. Perhaps I’m not eligible for some reason? Note to self: Figure out the NTWA, and how to join.)
If you love three other breeds of horse, and follow a dozen other disciplines–but still, Arabian racing has caught your fancy–yes, we want you to write with us, to become part of the sport. We welcome you into our society of Arabian turf writers.