On Mon, 28 Oct 1996 13:00:39 -0600 (CST) Bridget Ellen Engman said:
: Well, you have my brother to thank for this one.
Then tell him many, many thanks from me. That story he
inadvertently caused was womderful.
: By the time I
: *finally* got home an hour and a half later, I was into it enough that I
: leapt for the computer, typed, and revised it in a fit of madness. My
: brother was a bit worried about me.
Heh, my sister says she can tell when I'm writing by the amount of
mad cackling coming from my room. :)
: Hitting the Nail on the Head
: a Ranma 1/2 fanfiction
: by bengman
Heh, clever title for a story about someone named Gosunkugi.
: A few pages further on, and there he is. Anger wells up
: inside me as I gaze at those first photos. I had always
: known that I would never gain her love, not in any real
: sense. But Saotome encroached upon my goddess in a way even
: less forgivable.
: He invaded my viewfinder.
Wow, that was a wonderful twist.
: I didn't go to the
: wedding; I heard later that it had been a disaster, and so my
: goddess was still free. But it no longer matters.
Hmmm? But in the manga, he very clearly *is* going to the wedding
(with the other invited school pals) and he's not carrying his
camera either, but the tools of his, err, *other* hobby. So this
is a different Gosunkugi whose story we get told?
: Saotome is not worthy of the love of a goddess. I know
: that, and I suspect he does as well. But she does love him.
: And that is why the photo I hold in my hands is so beautiful.
: My goddess is no goddess at all, but a woman. And somehow I
: know now that the love of a woman is not a matter of worth.
: It is simply a matter of love.
<sigh> That was wonderful. Thank you.
: I place the photograph in its place and close the album,
: placing it on the shelf where it belongs. Then I open my
: closet. The box I am looking for is shoved in the back; I
: open it and take out my camera. The one I once used, before
: I met her. The one that took the first photograph of her.
: The one that gave me my life. There is a temple on the
: corner with a falling-down roof that always drew my eye.
: It's time to find a new focus.
And again, thank you! This closure was lovely and certainly the
closest to a happy ending for Gosunkugi that I've ever seen or
imagined.
Sebastian