This is a story by Lanier Smith, whose blog is a joy to read. Ordinarily he writes fragrance reviews that are part review, part vignette. Sometimes he evokes old Hollywood, sometimes a dusty afternoon at the Casbah. His writing is delicious. The story he posted today was beautiful and moving, and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. It’s a bit long but it’s well worth the read.
Originally posted on SCENTS MEMORY:
This is off topic from perfume… but I thought you might enjoy my only published story (in the James White Review Fall 1992) I guess you could say it is the Memory part of Scents Memory.
Near death and on a constant morphine drip Theo passed from the hospital bed to his past on a regular basis. When cognizant of the present he knew what was happening. It is said when you die, your life flashes before you in an instant. He was on a slow slide towards death and instead of a flash card review he was, on and off, watching a disjointed, slow drug induced movie of his life. Theo was never sure when he would depart the confines of his hospital bed and float off to a different time, where he would go, or what would start him on that trip. He left on a suggestion instigated…
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