Hard to keep track.
Dec. 16th, 2015 08:31 pmI'm about halfway through the second season of The West Wing, and it's downright disappointing there's no real josh Lyman/Joey Lucas fic out there. I honestly can't parse out why. Yes, I know Josh/Donna is one of the canon endgame pairings, and I'm sure with sufficient build-up I'll be able to grasp it eventually. But at present, and from the moment Joey walked into the room, she and Josh get along like a barn on fire. They've got chemistry and engagement, and even with as little of it as has been shown, genuinely enjoy their time with each other.
I'd think by now, almost ten years after it ended, there'd be more than two thousand words of fic for this pairing online - and more of it would be kinder to Donna as well - and while it's entirely possible I simply haven't found it yet, I'm not holding out hope.
It doesn't help the fic I want to read, the sort of fic that would have me rolling around on the floor around one in the morning in sheer delight, would be the type almost no one in fandom would be interested in writing. Because it'd be about the navigation of disability in modern America, about a hearing person married to a deaf person and raising a deaf child, an exploration of American Deaf culture, the ethics of intersectionality, a casual Jew having enough empathy from which to build a deep understanding of not letting someone else dictate your identity to you or your performance thereof.
That's the fic I want to read.
And I have too much else to do to even think about it beyond writing little journal posts and sighing wistfully at the thought that fandom might one day be trusted to handle disability.
I'd think by now, almost ten years after it ended, there'd be more than two thousand words of fic for this pairing online - and more of it would be kinder to Donna as well - and while it's entirely possible I simply haven't found it yet, I'm not holding out hope.
It doesn't help the fic I want to read, the sort of fic that would have me rolling around on the floor around one in the morning in sheer delight, would be the type almost no one in fandom would be interested in writing. Because it'd be about the navigation of disability in modern America, about a hearing person married to a deaf person and raising a deaf child, an exploration of American Deaf culture, the ethics of intersectionality, a casual Jew having enough empathy from which to build a deep understanding of not letting someone else dictate your identity to you or your performance thereof.
That's the fic I want to read.
And I have too much else to do to even think about it beyond writing little journal posts and sighing wistfully at the thought that fandom might one day be trusted to handle disability.