My editor at Continuum just sent me a proof of my book cover, and I'm very pleased with how it turned out:
I love the play of curves and angles, and the solitary traveler waiting to fly. We don't know how long he has been there, or when (or if) he will ever depart. He looks like he is reading, or writing—or maybe nodding off. One of my chapters deals with the uncertain phenomenology of airport waiting, and how this experience appears in dozens of American literary passages; the chapter is called "Ecology in Waiting."