And also No Stirrup November, but who cares about that. It's National Novel Writing Month , and, after much consideration, I finally settled on a story to work on for this month. It's what I call my "Witch Story". It doesn't have a title yet, and I'm barely through the outlining stage. It's just a fetus of a story, most of it still mentally noted. That being said, it's a simple plot that I enjoy and want to have published. It's easier for me to write than my (hopefully) three book series, and it's the only stand alone story that I actually brought with me to school. A while ago, I wrote a draft version of the first chapter, which you can read here . I'll try to keep you guys updated on it, most likely by posting a sentence or two at the end of a post.
Image by Rhys Holland , via Casey Brown Architecture One thing I've learned through the Horse Barns: Plans, Designs, & Ideas Facebook group is that, in the United States, it can be difficult to obtain a permit for apartments in barns due to fire concerns. Of course, I don't have the tools to verify if this is true, but I have pulled many building permits. Even in a place like Florida where civil liberties are valued above all else, permitting is a pain in the butt. Additionally, fire concerns are very real, and many in that group advocate for hay storage in a completely separate facility from stables just to be safe. Fire, from both internal and external sources, was one of the main design constraints for the project I'm sharing today: Crackenback Stables . The structure, designed by Casey Brown Architecture , includes stabling for five horses, support spaces, a warehouse, carport, and two apartments, all of which is spread between two buildings. Brown's portfolio
So, where do I begin . . . Life updates: I'm still depressed. Not as bad as a few months ago, but I'm, like, genuinely having a quarter-life crisis, and I wish I was joking. I moved to my very first apartment on my own to be closer to my job. I'm trying to find a new job. I'm applying to Ph.D. programs, and Los Angeles is at the top of my list. My sister made me install Grammarly and suddenly I feel a lot less confident about all 500+ ramblings that I have forced y'all to read over the last several years. I left my barn. After my last welcome back post, I did end up having a conversation with my trainer. It only made things worse. I got caught between my trainer and Satin's owner, and at first, it seemed that they just did not understand each other and could not get on the same page. Which is fair, and makes sense due to the emotional weight of the vet findings. As things unraveled, it became clear that my trainer was not honest about her knowledge of the situat