I'm flying..?

I’m sitting in Oslo Rygge airport. It’s 5.27am. I’m on my way back home for a currently undetermined length of time. It could be for a week. It could be for a month. It’s basically out of my hands at the moment. I’m cool with that, though. I’m not really in a rush to be anywhere.

I like airports. I like the routine – travel, waiting, security, waiting, boarding, waiting – and I like what an airport does to you. There’s a struggle with duty free and what you may potentially need at your next stop. There’s the common debate about whether you’re hungry enough to pay the exorbitant airport prices for a burger. There’s a lot of people watching. And then there’s what an airport represents. Often it just represents going to visit family or staying with friends. But potentially you could go to an airport and then just leave. Go somewhere else in the world you haven’t seen before. Not everyone will do that, but it’s a possibility. Nothing’s stopping you.

In the end I didn’t buy duty free, I didn’t pay for a burger (I brought my own cheese and pickle sandwich; fuck you, commerce!), and I’ve watched people. I like people watching. It gives me ideas for characters. Not whole characters, obviously. Writing a character based on someone you saw in a waiting lounge would be pretty lazy and I’m not sure you’d have a great character on your hands. But the little things people do in airports are details which can be added to a character. A person who moves their lips while they read. A person who nods their head and air-drums to their earphones. Someone will fall asleep on the shoulder of someone else, all the while dribbling happily onto their shirt. Some will travel alone and ignore everyone around them, while others will travel in groups and critique everyone who passes by. Security workers will drift between enthusiastic, apathetic and stoic. It’s the same with the people who greet you at the gate. Sometimes they like the job and sometimes they don’t.

I’ve been at this airport for about six and a half hours now. I’m only about halfway through my journey. I’ll land in Stansted around 10, then spend two hours dicking around on buses. I don’t mind too much, though. I do wish I had some headphones, but a book will suffice.

Anyway, book related... Queen of the World is currently being edited by Sara of Inspired Quill for the first time. I’m looking forward to my initial update in that regards. I think it’ll be cool to work out how the book is handled by the publisher once it’s out of my hands. Happily I’ll get the final say on things but I have no reason to believe I’ll have to put my foot down at any point. Obviously that may change if they slip a vampire in somewhere. -grins- I have a few friends working on art pieces for the main characters, which will be excellent to have. The cover art is in a queue, so I’m guessing that will have to wait before I can discuss it in more detail. I’m thinking trees will be involved, though. Everyone digs trees.

Updates have been a bit slow because there hasn’t been much book related going on recently. I’m considering just filling this with some random tripe in the meantime, but I wouldn’t want to detract from the point of this blog, which is cataloguing the process from book writing to book printing. We’ll see how it goes.

-read above update-

...Bugger.