I mentioned a couple of blogs ago about wanting a cabin in the woods to shut myself off in when I'm writing. Today I got some inspiration for the cabin from a newspaper insert. I can just picture myself sitting inside one of these, listening to the birds chirping and the leaves rustling in the wind. I see myself sitting in front of my laptop, holding a hot cup of coffee while breathing in the fresh air.
Now it's going to be harder to concentrate on the book and not burn time sketching my dream treehouse. I like the swinging bridge. It absolutely has to have a porch! A tin roof sounds so nice in the rain. If it had a pot-belly stove, I could use it in the winter. Yes, someday...
