A smoke-filled station

Switching trains at Mt. Vernon Sq. this morning, there was a train that was being taken out of service because of mechanical problems. When it finally came through the station, it the rear of the train was smoking heavily and filled the station with smoke that smelled like burning oil. Even now, nearly an hour later, I still have the smell of burning oil on my clothes.

Published by Jamie Todd Rubin

Jamie Todd Rubin writes fiction and nonfiction for a variety of publications including Analog, Clarkesworld, The Daily Beast, 99U, Daily Science Fiction, Lightspeed, InterGalactic Medicine Show, and several anthologies. He was featured in Lifehacker’s How I Work series. He has been blogging since 2005. By day, he manages software projects and occasionally writes code. He lives in Falls Church, Virginia with his wife and three children. Find him on Twitter at @jamietr.