Gonna be honest. Not going to read this because, well, the subject depresses me like nothing else and I really don't feel like depressing myself. One day, maybe, I'll come back to read this, but not today.
Now for the point of the comment. No. I will never, ever be able to write a happy-ending Hetalia fic. Ever. Don't even bother asking. ...That worries me. Does that mean Suburban Youth isn't going to have a happy ending? D:
So, my curiosity and the fact that you're the author got to me. All day I'd been debating about reading this. I don't like reading about 9/11. I don't like remembering that day. Since coming into Hetalia, I've seen 2 fanarts and read 2 fanfics (one of which is yours) regarding it. It's not a subject I like looking at or reading. I know it probably seems silly, especially since I didn't lose anyone personally but...I just don't like being reminded of that day. So much changed because of it, and I hate being reminded of it for my own selfish reasons. My dad is in the Air Force. I was 11. I knew enough that things would change, and I was terrified for what it meant for my dad. I used to live on the base closest to NYC. Did you know they moved in Humvees with huge-ass guns? Where, before, housing didn't have a guard checking ID Cards coming in, suddenly we were swarming in them and they all had guns? I remember feeling terrified everytime I went past them, and I know that more than once I asked mom
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I'm sorry for such a long, rambling comment. Miss Mindy, when have I ever berated one of my readers for long comments? :) The longer the better, I say! Type away and speak your mind. If no one else will listen to you, know your words are always valid here :)
I'm extremely touched that you decided to forgo your original reluctance and read the piece today. I wasn't expecting you to, since you said it would have been painful.
No one likes remembering September 11th. Shit, I didn't like watching the YouTube videos over and over again to try to capture the moment. Although I will say it was really interesting to try to separate myself and my politics from this fic.
I know it probably seems silly, especially since I didn't lose anyone personally but...I just don't like being reminded of that dayI kinda chuckled when I read this. Hun, it's ok. I was on the West Coast, in a rinkydink little town of 40,000 people in the cultural dead zone between LA and SF. I don't like to be reminded of Sept. 11. Especially now, Jesus Christ,
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That was... powerful. Really, really powerful and good. I just... yeah. It was easy to feel Alfred's pain - you made it very tangible - and I loved the way you flicked between past and present. And the last scene - guh. Just...
I think most people, religious or not, wondered why in regards to 9/11. I know I did. But... well. I'm not going to ruin a lovely story by going off on a theological discussion, so I'll stop there.
In any case, I think you honored the memory of what happened on this day without cheapening it in any way. Thank you for posting this.
Thank you for your very kind review. I'm glad I was able to elicit an emotional response. I've been playing with the flashback scene for about two months now. I'm glad, and relieved, it didn't come off too hokey or politically slanted.
I'm not going to ruin a lovely story by going off on a theological discussion, so I'll stop there Welcome to my journal, where I encourage all sorts of political, philisophical and theological talk. :) But the emphasis wasn't supposed to be on religion or even theology. Just, a shitfaced drunken who feels like the world's abandoned him, walks into the only available building: a church.
I think you honored the memory of what happened on this day without cheapening it in any way. Again, thank you. :)
You're welcome. =) It's just...hard to go back to that day; it was a bit too close to home for me. Plus it isn't a very...bright topic so, I had to work myself up to it.
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Now for the point of the comment.
No. I will never, ever be able to write a happy-ending Hetalia fic. Ever. Don't even bother asking.
...That worries me. Does that mean Suburban Youth isn't going to have a happy ending? D:
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So, my curiosity and the fact that you're the author got to me. All day I'd been debating about reading this. I don't like reading about 9/11. I don't like remembering that day. Since coming into Hetalia, I've seen 2 fanarts and read 2 fanfics (one of which is yours) regarding it. It's not a subject I like looking at or reading. I know it probably seems silly, especially since I didn't lose anyone personally but...I just don't like being reminded of that day. So much changed because of it, and I hate being reminded of it for my own selfish reasons. My dad is in the Air Force. I was 11. I knew enough that things would change, and I was terrified for what it meant for my dad. I used to live on the base closest to NYC. Did you know they moved in Humvees with huge-ass guns? Where, before, housing didn't have a guard checking ID Cards coming in, suddenly we were swarming in them and they all had guns? I remember feeling terrified everytime I went past them, and I know that more than once I asked mom ( ... )
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Miss Mindy, when have I ever berated one of my readers for long comments? :) The longer the better, I say! Type away and speak your mind. If no one else will listen to you, know your words are always valid here :)
I'm extremely touched that you decided to forgo your original reluctance and read the piece today. I wasn't expecting you to, since you said it would have been painful.
No one likes remembering September 11th. Shit, I didn't like watching the YouTube videos over and over again to try to capture the moment. Although I will say it was really interesting to try to separate myself and my politics from this fic.
I know it probably seems silly, especially since I didn't lose anyone personally but...I just don't like being reminded of that dayI kinda chuckled when I read this. Hun, it's ok. I was on the West Coast, in a rinkydink little town of 40,000 people in the cultural dead zone between LA and SF. I don't like to be reminded of Sept. 11. Especially now, Jesus Christ, ( ... )
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There can be one million 9/11 Commissions done, but I don't think we'll ever find a legitimate answer for "why."
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That was... powerful. Really, really powerful and good. I just... yeah. It was easy to feel Alfred's pain - you made it very tangible - and I loved the way you flicked between past and present. And the last scene - guh. Just...
I think most people, religious or not, wondered why in regards to 9/11. I know I did. But... well. I'm not going to ruin a lovely story by going off on a theological discussion, so I'll stop there.
In any case, I think you honored the memory of what happened on this day without cheapening it in any way. Thank you for posting this.
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I'm not going to ruin a lovely story by going off on a theological discussion, so I'll stop there
Welcome to my journal, where I encourage all sorts of political, philisophical and theological talk. :) But the emphasis wasn't supposed to be on religion or even theology. Just, a shitfaced drunken who feels like the world's abandoned him, walks into the only available building: a church.
I think you honored the memory of what happened on this day without cheapening it in any way.
Again, thank you. :)
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This is a beautiful, touching, tragic, disturbing, and many other words I can't think of [I blame the crying] because this was...amazing.
Thank you. Thank you.
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I'm glad you enjoyed it though.
And no, thanks goes to you for reading! :)
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It's just...hard to go back to that day; it was a bit too close to home for me. Plus it isn't a very...bright topic so, I had to work myself up to it.
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