Toby Davies
Bio
Up until now, I've been a musician, one way or another. Performing, composing, teaching, as a hobby or as a career, music has been my focus. My 'thing'. But I've always planned on being a writer, when the time was right. It feels right now.
Stories (2/0)
New Worlds Challenge
Chapter 1: Hot Mess. Cold Snap. Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. What they don’t say is “Everyone can hear a scream in a spacesuit.” Unless you’re at the Emu, where they say it a whole bunch. Mostly in the final minutes before a leap, but also pretty regularly throughout orientation and training. Sometimes this refrain came with a nakedly intimidating eyeball-to-eyeball stare-down, other times with a smirk and a knowing look at a co-worker. Either way, whatever impact this threat or mantra or “in joke” was meant to have on Oslo, it had been utterly worn away through repetition, even to his overly-sensitive emotional radar. If it was anything to actually worry about, he reasoned, they would have covered it in the training. And they hadn’t, so…. just one more thing to add to the list of social exclusions he’ll eventually recall with a spasm some random sleepless night in the future. “Fuhgeddaboudit!” said Al Pacino in Donnie Brasco, (1997, Director Mike Newell, for Sony Pictures, Run Time 127 minutes). And so he did.
By Toby Davies2 years ago in Fiction
