Two things:
Firstly, after a long gap due to laziness, I have had another short story published. It is called Decompression, and is on Underground Voices.
You can read it here.
Secondly, I slid a Balaton szelet into my pants on Saturday after a mid-air incident. Our plane coming back to Nairobi from Juba went out of control for a good 10 seconds – literally flying from side to side, banging around, and flying at a crazy angle. Suffice to say we all thought we were dead.
When it recovered, the pilot said we had hit the wake turbulence of another plane that crossed our path. Going by the violence of the shaking, I would say we did not miss it by much.
Still alive, though.