“I had awoken late that Manhattan morning, shattered, confused, and nursing a hangover born of the kind of bored, incessant drinking that has a habit of accompanying twenty-five-hour journeys, especially those involving three-hour transits through the absurdist morass that was Tom Bradley terminal at Los Angeles International Airport. It was difficult to blame my alarm clock as I had neglected to set it, and in any event there was no time to point fingers. I was by that stage more than an hour late for the only meeting of moderate substance that I’d scheduled during a three-day stay in New York …”
Tom Crago owns and runs a video game development studio in Melbourne, Australia. Flashbacks from the Flow Zone is his love letter to the business trip: a raging anti-memoir that’s all about the ride.