It is really surprising how much I usually hate wedding fic, given that I myself am planning a wedding, but this was great. Did not want to gag at all, haha. :P
It feels like people expected something different from her. This line is just perfectly Ginny-- perfect for the older, battle-scarred Ginny in this story, but also perfect for OotP Ginny.
I also love the last paragraph.
Overall, this was very tightly written and very concise, but it still managed a nice range of emotion.
Dude, thanks so much for posting here. First of all, I love being able to keep track of the cool ficlets that here on LJ that I might not otherwise be able to, since I seem to be entirely incapable of making my memories function for properly. Secondly, it's so awesome of you to share what you've written with us -- we've been suffering from a serious dry spell lately. So thanks. :-*
Thirdly, dude. <3 This ficlet is beautiful and awkward and ambivalent, and strangely warm for something so abrupt. I especially loved this line: "Porcelain breaks and writing fades and there's just her, flesh and blood and forever." It creates a beautiful tension, I think, within the piece, between materials that are traditionally considered to be permanent (who hasn't snopped in his/her grandma's attic and found a porcelain doll or two?) and the flesh, which is in a constant state of slow putrefaction. To reverse their respective staying powers lends them a meaning they did not previously possess.
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It feels like people expected something different from her.
This line is just perfectly Ginny-- perfect for the older, battle-scarred Ginny in this story, but also perfect for OotP Ginny.
I also love the last paragraph.
Overall, this was very tightly written and very concise, but it still managed a nice range of emotion.
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Thirdly, dude. <3 This ficlet is beautiful and awkward and ambivalent, and strangely warm for something so abrupt. I especially loved this line: "Porcelain breaks and writing fades and there's just her, flesh and blood and forever." It creates a beautiful tension, I think, within the piece, between materials that are traditionally considered to be permanent (who hasn't snopped in his/her grandma's attic and found a porcelain doll or two?) and the flesh, which is in a constant state of slow putrefaction. To reverse their respective staying powers lends them a meaning they did not previously possess.
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All in all, very good writing.
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