Musings of a Frequent Flying Scientist

Tag: story

  • Zombie Train to Paris

    The smell hit him first. That sweet and sour smell of death. And flesh. It was unusual for a city train to smell like this. He could feel the hairs standing up on the back of his neck. He sighed and made a tent with his shirt over his nose and breathed in his own…

  • The Light 

    Milly was cold, so cold. Her daughters were fussing around her room, pulling up her blankets, arranging flowers, tidying the nightstand. They were such good girls, all three of them. They’d fought like cats and dogs as children, but they loved each other just as fiercely.  And they loved her fiercely as well, she suddenly…

  • Still Alice.

    I can feel the dried tears on my face. My eyes are scratchy and my head is clouded. I just watched the movie Still Alice. Julianne Moore plays a 50 year old woman diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer’s Disease. It was such a beautifully made film and Julianne’s performance was one of the best I’ve…

  • Ended (Dark Side Thursday)

    For Andy Townend’s Dark Side Thursday. Andy has provided an outlet for our dark sides. I wrote this a few weeks ago (on a plane, of course!) but I thought it was too dark to share. I haven’t ever written anything like it. I would usually put this summary at the bottom of my post…

  • Little Red Sweater

    As we strolled through the park hand-in-hand, I turned to my beautiful wife and silently thanked the heavens for having her by my side. Then I thought, why should I keep this to myself? “Honey, thank you for being you, I don’t know what I would do without you.”  She beamed at me and blushed…

  • Seeing

    Head down, in the zone, Carla still manages to keep the conversation flowing in such a fun and exuberant manner, making her clients feel comfortable and at ease. She has created her little nail salon from an old shipping container which has been restored in the shabby chic style. She has taken such care in the…

  • Max vs Amelia

    “Max, you are driving me insane. I’ve already forgiven you for the coffee incident. I’m sorry I was upset but it was embarrassing. It was my first day! You wouldn’t have been happy either!” Max wasn’t so sure. Amelia had been livid, staring daggers at him in the coffee shop. He considered her now. In her uptight…

  • Such a Character

    The teriyaki chef explained how the game worked. He spoke about chopping up omelettes and firing the pieces at our faces, while we tried to catch the eggy bits. I chanced a sideways glance at Sharon just as she turned to look my way. We tried to hold it in but it was impossible –…

  • A Letter in Pink

    Rounding the corner, all I could think about was getting home to a glass of wine and a hot shower. I was reaching for my phone to check the time, when my foot landed on something hard and my ankle rolled out. Down I went in an ungraceful collapse, my phone skittering away and my hands…

  • Free Your Mind, and the Rest Will Follow

    There was music playing, she could feel it, but her mind wasn’t ready to understand the words. She could just feel the beat, it pulsed in her head. She closed her eyes and just let it wash over her. She let everything wash over her. What now? What would she do? He’s gone, he’s not…