Why yes, I am alive.
So, sometime back in the late Middle Ages, I finished my first "Office" fic. I said I wasn't ready to publish it at that time, but would do so "soon." Soon, in punim!time, apparently means months later when everybody's forgotten about it. Harumph.
It's probably bad form to give as extensive an author's note as this before the fic, but screw that, I'm doing it anyway. "I just have to say a few things," if you follow.
This fic, to stay on that same line, is my coal walk. I dicked around with this idea in my head for so long before I finally felt able to put it on paper, and even now, eleven months after I started writing it, I'm still only comfortable publishing it to my private Sooper Sekrit fic journal, not to The Masses. I don't want to get burned in effigy on my first run in this fandom, y'know? I can pull that shit with HPers; not so much with "Office" fans.
Some people are going to love this. Some are going to hate it. Some are going to go "WTF was that?" What I really want people to understand about this story is that it is just that - a story. A history of one woman that I find plausible given her character as portrayed in the show. There's no political or moral agenda about it - it is what it is. And I am unspeakably
proud of it.
I'm leaving this post public for a little while so more people can see it, then will flock it.
I want to thank my mother for her incredible insight, sowritesauds
for her unwavering support, and cork118
for a helluva beta.
And now - *deep breath* - I give you the epically overdue story.Title: the courage to change the things i canAuthor: shyshutterbugBeta: sowritesauds
...R? Hard PG-13? You decide.Word count:
Pam-centric gen; established Roy/Pam; unresolved Jim/PamWarnings:
Adult themes and language; mild violence; mild sexuality____________________________________________( She found out on a Tuesday.Collapse )