So this week I decided the all-important subject and material for my The Office fan-fiction. I chose to follow on from the idea of Phyllis and Jim's love affair. In all fairness to him and his character, pursuing Pam would have gotten really difficult to maintain. Especially following the continuous rejection from Pam in his pursuits, it would be understandable that he give up and seek another office love. Phyllis, in the series, is in her mid 50s and is rather overweight. She dresses in very frumpy clothing, is unmarried, is clumsy, and is, in essence, the direct opposite of Pam. This would be interesting to both non-viewers of the show, and dedicated fans who know the ins and outs of the characters involved. It is a complete alternate reality- exactly what a fan-fiction should consist of.
Below I have the first, unedited version of my reflective practice in my own fan-fiction writing!
Pam glanced nervously from Jim to Phyllis, twirling her engagement ring on her finger. She slipped it off and back on. Unsure. That was the word to describe it. Phyllis smiled over at Jim, catching his eye. He did his one-sided grin, the grin that made Pam's heart just melt. She pulled her ring off again, before delicately sliding it back down her finger. That was a golden opportunity missed. Pam thought back to that night after the work casino evening, how he'd held her with his large and gentle hands.. How he'd kissed her softly, his eyes closed firmly and earnestly.. She missed that night. She'd do anything to relive it, go back, have him touch her arm playfully or let her into a prank on Dwight. But those times were in the past. She'd let Roy overpower her for one day too long, and just like that Jim had moved on. She couldn't blame him. This was entirely her fault. Engaged to a drop-kick of a guy for 3 years, not even phased that he wasn't ready to set a date.
"I'd be all over that if I wasn't dating Pam," he'd said.
"Dating? We're engaged," Pam had replied, stopping mid spoonful to glare at him in shock.
"Right, yeah. That's what I meant."
Pam stood up and left the room, headed straight to the bathroom to cry. Jim had been there waiting for her, right outside the ladies' bathroom door, when she came out. She'd nuzzled into his shoulder and quietly let the tears flow down her rosy cheeks.
I feel that my fan-fiction is so far going very well, and I've been taking advantage of the websites that provide alternate examples and different styles of writing. They have assisted me in writing reflectively, and considering all aspects of the story as I tell it.
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