Adding to King's 9/11 literary mentions, don't forget about Black 13 in the Dark Tower books.
I know I am outing myself here. But, ready, I haven't read the Dark Towers books. Community GASP! "Explusion!" "What kind of fan are you!" I know, I know. I don't know why they have been last on my reading list. Everyone says they are great. Roland, my dear, I will come see you eventually. Hopefully I won't get sucked in too deep when I start those books, I have work I need to do!
My recollection is that he was in Bangor, not his home in southern Maine, and at that time of the morning he would have been at home, just beginning his writing. I remember that he called us at the office and told us to turn on the TV. We were worried about many of our friends and business associates who lived and worked in NY and at the time, his son Owen lived there, so it was a relief to hear he was okay.
Thanks. Glad his son was safe and hopefully so were many of your friends and business associates in NYC. It was a scary time. I was just wondering.
I was working in an assessment and receiving home for Child Welfare. I was very worried because my sister worked in downtown NY city. I cannot describe the total disbelief that shot through me when I watched the planes crash into the tower. I felt paralized and I remember thinking...."but, this is New York city! This is the great city and nothing like this can happen here!" Then I remember saying..."How fecking dare they do this!" I changed my mind about a lot of things that day. It really effected how I feel about the world today.
I was taking an afternoon nap (the time zone I live in is EST + 7). When I woke up, I switched the tv on. It happened to be on BBC World or CNN, and the first thing I saw, was a plane hitting a tall building. At first I thought it was a movie, then I thought I hadn't woken up, it was just too surreal and horrible to be real.
About King's 9/11 related stories, I think they've been written in extremely good taste, respecting the victims.
I just happened to be watching The Today Show when the planes hit the towers. The first report was that some plane had hit one of the towers and the anchors were talking about how bright the sun was that day and that perhaps the pilot (of a small plane) had become disoriented and hit the tower. They switched to a feed that showed the towers and then the second plane hit. I actually saw it as it happened, live. I couldn't turn the tv off the rest of the day. The multitude of rumors (they heard that a car bomb had exploded outside the Treasury building, etc.) was amazing. I ended up going to work that evening (I was working second shift in the computer room of our local taxing authority at the time) but they sent us all home.
I was also watching the Today show at that same time-standing at the ironing board and ironing my pants, completely dumbfounded. When I arrived at work the TV was on and remained on the entire day. Everyone seemed to be in a trance. It was all so horrible and many people were worried about loved ones they couldn't reach. I was at a fuel station after work and I remember thinking as I was filling up the tank, about my fiance (we had broken up several days prior). Then I became enraged at myself, feeling self-absorbed and wretched because of the real tragedies people were facing. My fiance and I eventually reconciled and got married. He passed away in 2005 and I always seem to notice the time at 9:11 either a.m. or p.m. (sometimes both) almost every single day. Sometimes I think it's a sign he knows how much I loved him, even to the point of having my priorities skewed for a few selfish minutes that day. If nothing else, it always reminds me of the people going through worse things than I am and it helps me look outside of myself.