Out in Arizona we have this thing called “October Break” during the school year—I’m sure many other districts have something similar—so I packed up my wee family and we headed for the trees.
A popular misconception about Arizona is that it’s all cactus and snakes, but that’s only the southern bit. About an hour and a half north of Phoenix you get into some serious trees. And if you go to Sedona, as we did, you get some supremely pretty red rocks to go along with your trees. I mean, lookit:
Sedona is also home to these things called Vortexes. They’re supposed to be, um…well, I’m not sure. It has something to do with electromagnetic energy and maybe magic and definitely lots of New Age stuff. You can buy crystals and prayer wheels and drums and all kinds of goodies for your personal head trip in town, and then go out to nature and commune with your god(s) and natural avatar(s) of your choice. Personally I like to commune with nature unassisted and unfiltered, but selling people stuff to assist their spiritual journey is a big business in Sedona. They have many stores devoted to it. Or, as the Chief in Police Academy said, “Many, many, many, many!” This is just one of them, which we visited for the fun of it:
It had aura photography! Vedic and Buddhist literature and figures! Lots of pretty rocks and crystals that were supposed to unblock your chakras! Astrology goodies! Wiccan goodies! 31 flavors of Tarot or something like that! And my nerdy Iron Druid moment was this: the super-nice lady who helped us in this store was Polish, and I found myself hoping she was a witch. She seemed to be into the chakra/Vedic thing, though, so I didn’t ask, because I didn’t want to ruin it—I really wanted her to be a Polish witch I met in Arizona so that my fiction would be that much closer to truth. That’s turbo silly, I know. I’m incorrigible that way. Anyhow, I scored a neato bust of Ganesha while I was in there BECAUSE IT’S COOL THAT’S WHY, and he’s watching me type this now with a tiny smile around his broken tusk. Soon we will have a beer together.
But back to the break! Off we went to enjoy nature. Oak Creek is daaaaaang beautiful. I haz proof! Lookit:
But wait! There’s more! This is one of those shots where I’m pretentiously trying to show off my composition skillz:
Of course, since there were all these beautiful trees around, I had to hug a few of ’em and let ’em know they’re loved:
My kid loves the water so she enjoyed our time down by the creek. Here she is in all her blue-haired glory checking out the waterfall upstream from a deep, slow pool:
‘Twas a lovely escape. But now we’re home again and I’m in between contracts, so I get to be super duper creative. My second contract ends with HUNTED, and though that’s not finished quite yet because we still have editing to do, I don’t imagine I’ll get that back from my editor for a while so I’m outlining stuff for the future. I have the Star Wars novel to outline first—that’s actually under contract—and then I need to get going on other goodies. More Iron Druid, for one thing, and an epic fantasy project that I’ve had on the back burner for a long time is just about ready to move to the front. When I have more information about how those are going I’ll let you know, but thank you again for reading my books and spreading the word—that’s the only reason I get to write more. :)
Peace and hugs for you and your trees,
Kevin