Tomorrow is publication day for Weaving & Wyverns, book 4 in the Tales of Rydding Village series. I will be celebrating by waiting for a plumber, since I noticed something that seems to be a leak in a pipe. Fortunately, all the plumbing in this house is grouped together in the basement and the pipes are exposed, so it should be easy to get to them. There’s even a removable panel in the room behind the shower to get to those pipes. I hope it’s an easy fix. But while I’m waiting during the appointment window, I’ll be able to obsessively check my Amazon ranking. Normally, I try to get out of the house on release day so I don’t get weird and obsessive about it. Maybe the plumber will get here early in the window and finish early, so I can then celebrate the rest of the day.

Yesterday, I took my notebook and a lunch in my backpack and walked to a nearby park to do some hiking and brainstorming. The park is about a 10-minute walk from my house, and it’s the more “wild” of the big city parks. There are sports fields, playgrounds, tennis courts, and a swimming pool, but those are around the base of the hill at the center of the park. The hill has been left forested, with hiking paths winding through the forest around the hill. The top of the hill has a nice picnic area with a view of the mountains.

When I visited the area before moving here, I’d thought I’d rather live close to the “nicer” city park than to downtown because I’d want to go walking more often than I’d want to go downtown. I’d picked out the general area where I wanted to live, and that was where I got an apartment. Living there for a while turned out to be a good idea because that park isn’t great for walking. There are no dedicated walking paths, just what used to be a carriageway through the park that’s now a street, and walkers have to share the street with cars. That’s also where all the big special events like festivals, art fairs, and outdoor concerts are held. It’s a very pretty park, but living nearby can be loud. And it turns out that I go downtown quite a bit.

I ended up buying a house in a totally different neighborhood than I planned, and that turned out to be a good move because I’m still about a 20-minute walk from that park for going to festivals and concerts, but I’m 10 minutes from both downtown and the park that’s actually good for walking. I have good hiking trails in walking distance of my house. You can almost forget you’re in a city, but since the park is in a city, I don’t have to worry about bears (at most of the hiking areas around here, there are signs at the parking lots about what to do about bears) or getting lost. There may be times you don’t know exactly where you are on a trail, but all the trails will eventually lead you to a parking lot, picnic area, or park road, and you can’t go all that far in any direction without coming out of the woods. There’s one trail that does a lot of winding around the hill just to give you a little more distance, but it intersects with other trails that are more direct and with some of the frisbee golf holes that will also get you out of the woods. But you still feel like you’re in the wilderness (unless a train goes by on the tracks that run alongside the park).

I got some good brainstorming done sitting at the picnic area on top of the hill. With no Internet access, my only distraction was the view of the mountains, and then I got some quality thinking done while walking back down the hill and walking home. I need to get in better shape by doing that more often. Then I might be more up to “real” hiking. There’s a local hiking group I’d like to get involved with, but I need to build up to the kind of hiking they do.

So anyway, Weaving & Wyverns tomorrow. I hope you enjoy it. I have so much fun writing these books.