River of Stars Chapter 10 up on AO3

River of Stars chapter 10, Asking for it, is up on Archive of Our Own.

…Outside of that I’m probably going to be in a bit of a funk today.

Fifteen years. I’m still angry.

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18 thoughts on “River of Stars Chapter 10 up on AO3

  1. Yay for new chapter.

    Fifteen years can be a long time. Or not long enough. Or maybe you have the right be angry about it or it is something that should make you angry no matter how long ago it was.

    You feel what you feel. It isn’t right or wrong. It is simply how you feel.

    Still being in a funk can suck and so can being angry even when you should be angry and have the right to be angry . . . so internet hugs if you want them. And a wish that things start to feel better soon.

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  2. I know the feeling. Everyone seems to have forgotten 9/11. My workplace hasn’t done the minutes for 12 years. It’s like nothing happened and/or the world didn’t change at all.

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  3. Thank you for the chapter.
    15 years later as a native New Yorker and I still want to horrendously murder somebody/ cry for hours. Every year I try not to and it never works.

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  4. I’m still furious and, sometimes, a bit vengeful. And people still denigrate our soldiers, which makes me even angrier. No one responds well to an attack on home.

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  5. Was in school that day. One of the only times I thought I Need Alcohol Badly. Went to church for first time in weeks. Helped, but not enough. We knew that the world had gone through a drastic upheaval.

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    1. I spent a couple years doing on and off library research on my own trying to figure out who, what, when, why and how, since our politicians seem to have their heads buried… somewhere less than illuminated.

      The fact that they still seem so 15 years later is part of what keeps me angry. If I can do it, as an amateur, what excuse do they have?

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  6. Wanted to post this yesterday but… yeah. Needed time to get the words right – few though they are – and it’s a heavy enough subject matter that I… didn’t want to just speak without /thinking/.

    It took me a very long time to realize – and longer to come to terms with – the fact that not everyone held the memory and event in the same still immediate regard I do. I guess that’s… Not alright, but maybe understandable. People pick up and move on. And those who look untouched can be… frustrating to those of us who know we aren’t. I don’t know. I think I was to young at the time to be properly mad, and after everything anger just didn’t get the chance to settle in. I remember fear. And these days my main feeling is a still present sense of grief. Over the losses that day and the aftermath.

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