Since she was kind enough to interview me for her blog, I am happy to link back to Sue London's blog "Thoughts That Get Stuck in My Head". I am still somewhat nonplussed that she would find me interview-worthy, but I am at the same time very thankful. Her "Fresh Voices" series will continue every Friday.
Go check out her stuff. You'll find plenty of stuff to draw you in and keep you engaged.
His clothes were soaked with a combination of mud, sweat, and blood. The wreckage of the small airplane lay maybe fifty feet away, in a tangle of trees and vegetation it had flattened when it crashed. He had dragged himself away from it to avoid any possible explosions. He didn't know if an explosion was likely, but he wasn't taking any chances. The damp, verdant smell of the tropical rainforest and the stink of burning oil and fiberglass filled his nostrils.
At the time of this story, the firm I worked for was considered an "interactive media shop". These days, it would probably be called a web design shop, but in the late 1990's, the web was still in its infancy, and not all of the work we did was for the web. There were about a dozen of us in a small suite of offices in the Theater District in Manhattan.

