"Well I was there when they
dropped the bomb
You know I
remember the bomb
And I
still hear the bomb
And I
still fight the bomb
You know I still fear the bomb
You know I still hate the bomb
Sometimes I
still get the call."
because i'm never going to write the great american novel. damn that f. scott fitzgerald.
About Me
- kate.d.
- washington, dc
- my name is kate, and i'm a new england expatriate living in DC by way of chicago. i work in development for a non-profit, and i spend my spare time fighting the patriarchy and reading things. oh all right, i watch "project runway" too.
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3 comments:
Did you live in DC on 9/11? I did. And while that card often gets played, there was, indeed, something very real there that day, for many people. Collectively and individually.
I love that song. LOVE it. I used to listen to it all the time...I think I may have to redownload it.
Great connection with your book.
i wasn't in DC then, actually - i was a senior in college in massachusetts.
when i lived in NOVA late last year, i remember driving on 395 past the pentagon and thinking, "my god, people were driving right here when that plane hit." how did they have any mental apparatus for that? watching a plane descend into a building, in real time?
i wondered how many car crashes there were at that moment.
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