Many people hate to fly – and that’s ok by me. I love it. I adore the take off, the landing, the turbulence, the view from so high in the air. In fact, one of the top items on my bucket list is to go sky diving. Seriously, I want to jump out of a plane J
But, something few people know about me is that flying is a thinking and inspiration time for me. I get some of my best plotting and story planning done while looking at the world from some 37,000 feet in the air.
It just seems to me that being able to do something as amazing as flying (which by the way is definitely top on my superpower list) opens up a world of possibilities and allows my creative mind to flow freely. It takes me to places where I can look down at forests and imagine the mythical creatures living there, or see the view as though from the back of a dragon (because who doesn’t want to ride on a dragon, right?)
Seeing fluffy clouds makes me imagine what it would be like to walk on them like an angel might, and sometimes I just imagine they are the ground and what is not covered in clouds – the gap between them, would be made of glass to look down at the world below.
By the way, have you ever taken time to notice that at certain times and with specific clouds the sun will actually reflect off of the cloud tops? It’s not often I’ve seen this, but I have! And it’s incredible and beautiful!
And when I look down and see deep crevices making cliffs with rivers at the bottom I wonder what it would be like to have to jump off one as I run from the enemy, perhaps with a parachute, or a really awesome ability to dive safely into the water below.
I always think I will read or write while on a plane, but I spend 90% of the time staring out the window, daydreaming and letting my muse run wild.
As we come in to land I love to watch the ground rushing toward us and imagine what it would be like to be a spy who has to dive in behind enemy lines with nothing but a glide suit on, or repelling from a tall building while running away carrying the bomb I just disarmed.
The irony of all this is that I neither write fantasy nor adventure :) but I think I could if I tried, or if I spent enough time flying. And heaven knows I’ve spent a good deal of time traveling, so who knows.
But there it is. As I taxi down a runway, waiting for that moment when we lift off and I feel the world and reality fall away, my mind begins to race, my creativity goes wild – winding up for the whirlwind of imagination about to overtake me, and I love it.
Where do you do some of your best creative work?