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Writer's Block: 9/11

Where were you?

I was in New York, but not in Manhattan. I was in Queens, at junior high school (I was twelve and in the seventh grade). Everyone kept getting called out of class early that day, so we knew something was up, because by the end of the day, half the class was gone.

Then, when we got to homeroom at the end of the day (we started the day in homeroom and ended it in homeroom), the teacher told us what was going on, using odd wording:

"The Twin Towers have been knocked over by two planes. They are now both on the ground."

I imagined the towers lying down, then it sank in that that's probably not how they fell and that they landed on someone (a lot of someones, actually) when they fell. Then I worried because one of my relatives is a pilot and what if he was flying that plane, but thankfully, he was not on that flight.

After they released us, I found my parents waiting to pick me up. Turns out, they'd tried to get me out earlier, but the school's office was in an uproar and by the time they got around to helping my parents, school was over. My older brother's school was closer to Manhattan than mine so they went to pick him up right away. They knew about it pretty much the minute it happened (I think they saw the second plane hit on TV).

The next day, classes were cancelled and the day after that, classes were delayed by two hours, but my parents (and a lot of other parents) kept their kids home either because they didn't feel safe sending them back so soon or they didn't see the point of having them take two buses all that way for just four hours of school.

I was kind of numb after it happened. I knew it was terrible, and I knew that lots of people lost their lives and their families were grieving, but I guess my little twelve-year-old emotional center couldn't deal with it all, so it just shut down. I remember having dreams about it afterwards and everyone was worried they'd attack the schools next, but for some reason, I couldn't show any emotion. I'm pretty sure I must've felt emotion at some point because I'm not a robot, but I must have blocked it out.

The day after the four-hour school day, it was business as usual. The teachers and students acted (or seemed to, according to my memory) like nothing had happened. I thought there'd at least be an assembly about it. I guess we weren't supposed to show emotion, or something.

Writer's Block: A stroll down memory lane

Would you rather lose all of your old memories, or never be able to make new ones?

I'm kind of reluctant to answer this because I'm (irrationally) afraid someone will come out of nowhere and club me over the head to make this fantasy come true.

*after a quick look behind self*

If I had to choose, I'd rather lose all of my old memories. I can't live without the ability to make new ones-I couldn't be as independent as I wanted if I had to rely on someone to tell me what day it was, and that I wasn't in a time loop (though it would seem as though I were). Besides, I have enough journals and other notes floating around, so I could probably reconstruct my old memories pretty easily.

But, as someone whose nickname is "The Elephant," I'd really rather not lose either.

Writer's Block: Into the wild

If you could, would you set a zoo animal free? Which one and why?

(I realize animals in zoos have grown accustomed to such life and are there for certain reasons, so this isn't going to be a serious answer.)

I'd let the elephants out. They need to roam. Of course, then they'll want to run around and while they bob their heads up and down rather cutely when running (the way their shoulders move causes it, it seems), it'll probably scare some people. And then you need to feed them, and I'm not sure how the neighbors would like a whole herd of elephants eating their trees (they already have issues when I do it).

Though, it would be kind of cool to be walking down the street and see an elephant, if the elephant were calm and not bothered by the noise and activity around him/her.
If you had the option to learn the exact moment and details of your death, would you choose to know?

I might. Maybe it would be motivation to actually finish a Sim story.

If it were gory, I don't think I'd want to know, though. I'd probably keep replaying the image of it until it drives me insane and I decide to make it less messy and turn on a gas valve with the windows closed.

I would definitely want to know if I were going to die because of something preventable.

Writer's Block: Crime pays

Do you think that criminals should be able to profit from selling their memoirs, after serving jail time?

If they have good enough memoirs and can write decently, I think they should. They're unlikely to get hired, since it seems employers don't like to hire convicts, so they need some way of attempting to make a living for themselves to keep them from getting back into crime. And we'd get some good books out of it, I'm sure. That could be their contribution to society, in case anyone's worried about them becoming productive civilians.

Writer's Block: On repeat

Which song gives you goosebumps? Good or bad-- tell us why.

Lots of songs. Like:

-"All That She Wants" by Ace of Base: I keep thinking that it's about a succubus who wants another baby--that is, a demon-human hybrid who can have evil powers and pass as human. The part that always gets me is the line, "Beware of what is flashing in her eyes. She's going to get you." That makes me imagine some crazy chick with flashing red eyes and tentacles shoot out of her vertical pupils and suck the poor guy's (or girl's) brains out through their ears.

-"You Gotta Sing" by Raffi: When I was a little kid, I used to have nightmares where spirits would tie me to a giant record and sing it to me, implying that if I didn't sing, I'd soon be joining them on the other side, via the huge needle lowering onto the record. I think it must have been the minor key, but I'm mostly fine with the song (and minor keys) now.

-"Running up that Hill" by Kate Bush: It's just so eerie and beautiful, especially the last few choruses and the bridge. "Waking the Witch" by the same artist has pretty much the same effect on me.

-"Witch in the Ditch" by Erasure: They're the "non-scary" chills. I'm a sucker for synthpop waltzes and I love the voices.

Science is like making food.

Ballad of Strange Valley

Just a little ditty I wrote...

Strangetown Sing along! Sort of.Collapse )

Here's a Sim video I did a couple years ago using the videos from which I got these images (it wasn't that blurry when I uploaded it-I'm going to see about fixing that or re-doing it). I used a different song because I thought it fit better (I hadn't yet come up with the Ballad). Also, it's one of my favorite songs and I just wanted to do a video for it:




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