Redding Writer

The cabin was her favorite place to write. It was quiet, except for the occasional crow she heard lurking in the pine branches outside. The timbers in the rooms still had a fresh-cut smell. There were no chores to do or cowhands going in and out the back door, at least not till they returned from the cattle drive. It was the kind of solitude she had dreamed about when she was an advertising copy writer at a busy newspaper in Sacramento. She loved writing. Moving the words around to get different effects. But writing stories for children had always been her dream. Little tales that would help them to learn and grow.