The mountain's labors are done Nights of Horseplay is now in print and available for sale.

If you would like an inscribed copy, send $ 10.00 plus sales tax (for South Carolina residents) to BLS Aiken, P.O. Box 473, Aiken, SC 29802. Shipping and handling are free for orders placed through October 15.

It's also on sale at Amazon.com and at the CreateSpace.com online store. ISBN-13 is 9780615831060.

My sincerest thanks to my fellow members of The Aiken Scribblers and all those who provided required permissions or did services for us. This is your book too.

A middle-aged woman's limitations and a young man's ambitions create a combustible romantic mixture under the gaze of an equine guardian.

"Romance was out of the question. There were flirtatious boys at church but no deeper relationships resulted. Tess became bold enough to ask on of them what was wrong with her daughter. 'There's nothing wrong with her,' the young man said. 'It's just that she lives in a world of her own. She only wants to talk about horses and trains.'

That was in 1988. There were no suitors thereafter. The word had gotten around that 'the Metzger girl's a space cadet.' Angie scarcely noticed that boys no longer came to call."

Advance mail orders for Nights of Horseplay will be taken starting September 4. Copies sell at $ 10.00 each (2 for $ 18.00), plus 7% sales tax (South Carolina residents). Orders placed before September 29, 2013 will receive free shipping.  Order from : BLS Aiken LLC, PO Box 473, Aiken, SC 29802.

A one-sided conversation with a horse gives a runaway bride the courage to redefine herself.

"It was true. She felt guilty for leaving David at the altar because it was rude and embarrassing, not because she actually loved him and wanted to marry him. She blanched at the ramifications of that. David Emerson was perfect in every way.

She looked up at the horse. 'My fiancee's a lawyer, Marie. David's wonderful. He's going to be a partner by the time he's thirty. He's smart, ambitious and driven. He's thoughtful and kind and organized. He plans everything. No flying by the seat of your pants with this guy.' Maggie gave a half-hearted laugh that she didn't feel."

An international celebrity's comeuppance becomes the fulfillment of a frail child's dreams.

"Though performers typically look outward at their audience, surprisingly Dustin's face points to the ground,as if his luck - like that of his celebrity counterpart Dustin Hoffman - has run out.

"I'm here in Aiken to produce and tell his story. Ladies and Gentlemen, Dustin Hoofman has entered another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound, but of mind. It's the dimension we call imagination. You're moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas."

"Tales of Hoofman" - just another reason to get your copy of Nights of Horseplay. You can order advance copies directly from BLS Aiken, LLC, from September 1.

Two amateurish kidnappers get more than they bargained for when a posse of horses turn into sleuths.

"Patriot charged. 'Now!' All four horses burst into the clearing just as the gunshot cracked the night air. Reggie's pained howl drowned out Creele's surprised oaths hurled at the intruders, but by the time Reggie dropped to the pine straw, Creele was already zooming up the overgrown trail.

'He's getting away! We should chase him! We can catch him!" Wordy pranced in place at the edge of the trail leading out."

"Exit, Stage Left" is yet another of the flavor-of-life-in Aiken stories in Nights of Horseplay, coming at the end of September from CreateSpace.com. Reserve your copy starting September 1.

An equine love story heals a mini-Civil War between a family of Yankees and a clan of rebels.

"Stonerside was on a roll now. 'The war didn't last much longer, and I found my way back to my home place south of Aiken. Everyone was really glad to see me; they thought I'd been killed in the war. I could see a lot of new horses had come to the farm since I'd left to fight the graycoats. It wasn't until the following morning, however, that I saw her. I couldn't believe it. The filly! The one I'd fallen in love with after the battle in Aiken. When I began to gallop off toward the fence that separated our pastures, though, my father called me back.

'Son,' he said, 'stay away from those horses over there. They're Northern horses and - you know - not our kind.'"

Nights of Horseplay - coming September from BLS Aiken.

The arrival of a truckload of horse statues knocks the stuffiness out of an overbearing homeowners association.

"That was the last time I saw the remaining statues in Mr. Elliott's driveway. Sunday afternoon I rode my bike with Andy and almost crashed into him as we glided past Wanda's front yard. At the edge of her lawn stood the statue Patriotism parallel to the horse Regions Spirit of Aiken in Hazel's yard, with a gigantic hammock stretched between them. What was weirder yet was the Wanda and Hazel were sitting in the hammock, laughing at something they were pointing to in a magazine."

"In all my eleven years I never thought I would see what I saw that day. Hazel was laughing. Wanda was having fun. And they weren't policing anybody or hollering orders through a yellow bullhorn."

Sweet Brew and a Cherry Cane: Just the mix to turn a gloomy day bright or to make even a misanthrope glad to be alive.

Nights of Horseplay: Coming from BLS Aiken, LLC in September.