WRITERS WRITE... WRITING PARTNERS FEUD ~ 911 Remembrance





Z:  911 still haunts me.  I worked in the World Trade Center.  The company was headquartered out of there.  I remember the folks I'd talk to regularly.  The coffee lady.  The security guy that knew my name.  The staff.  They're lives were destroyed.
A:  I feel your pain.
Z:  Listen to this:  “Time is passing. Yet, for the United States of America, there will be no forgetting September the 11th. We will remember every rescuer who died in honor. We will remember every family that lives in grief. We will remember the fire and ash, the last phone calls, the funerals of the children."  This is what President George W. Bush said.
A: (Silence held the room for a long time)  I just read this and it is reflective of my feelings. 
 “For me and my family personally, September 11 was a reminder that life is fleeting, impermanent, and uncertain. Therefore, we must make use of every moment and nurture it with affection, tenderness, beauty, creativity, and laughter."  That was given by Deepak Chopra, M.D..
Z:  Our nation ached.  Whereas I knew many and felt for so many more.  David Levithan wrote, "What separates us from the animals, what separates us from the chaos, is our ability to mourn people we’ve never met."
A:  I didn't know anyone who lost their life that day, nor did I know anyone who lost a loved one, so I agree, for I still mourned.  In many ways still do, for our world changed after that, and as someone once said, once you open Pandora's box you can't close it again.
Z:  That event galvanized a nation.  It seemed that way.  But in all fairness to our people... we probably were already galvanized and this just revealed it.
(The two writers and friends put aside working and went to have breakfast... why... talking was needed)


KILLER DOLLS EXCERPT
Taut was quite aware of the danger that just unvialed and reacted with quick and keen moves. Approaching her from her rear he placed one huge powerful hand over her mouth so she would not inhale any toxins and his other arm about her waist. Lifting her from the floor he retreated from the danger. He kept focus. Reviewing what he had memorized from Charles Gallagher's e-mail.
Letti gasped at the unexpected behavior but she wasn't adverse to it. After all, he did something similar when he had kissed her so suddenly in her apartment. It felt like one of those fantasy moments, something right out of an ole-fashioned bodice ripper. Yet, the moment wasn't quite right. There were those guys. Shouldn't they be a bit prudent, or did the possibility of danger turn Taut.... well.... taut.
She struggled but he refused to release her. He couldn't let her do anything that might spread the ricin. Gallagher had provided photos of ricin victims. He would not, not allow this to harm Letti. No one was to be hurt. Not again. Not on his watch. That imperative directed his next decisions. 
His hold was an aphrodisiac, animalistic, driven, homogeneous with her want, placated by only submission to it, and her body began to respond. Shallow short breaths followed the intense heat smoldering in her groin, incinerating any resistance, and guaranteeing conflagration of raging flames of lust. The tight, pucker of her nipples signaled her growing arousal, and heaviness attached itself to her breasts, having that need to be touched. She surrendered to his authority, submitted, and urged him with her acquiesces to take more.






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