Watching The Hunt for Red October this weekend really made me want to dabble a bit in the Jack Ryan sandbox I'd played in, back during my "JAG" fandom days. The fics I wrote back then -- they're okay. Going back and reading them now, there is so much I'd change. But what was then is done, and it's time to move on. Doesn't mean I can't bring the action figures back out once in a while.
( This is not your father's Jack Ryan-verse... )
Fic Scene: A Starbucks Kind of Morning
Author: Becca
Fandom: Jack Ryan/Tom Clancy (picking and choosing from film and books)
Summary: The captain knew it was going to be a very long day when she entered the office, clad entirely in black, sunglasses shielding her eyes, and a bright red Starbucks cup grasped in her left hand.
Follows on a previous scene, Bad News, in which older brother Jack provides a warning order.
Notes: See preface before. Posted un-betaed. Just...playing in the sandbox.
( Grande non-fat mochas cure what ails. Mostly. )
( This is not your father's Jack Ryan-verse... )
Fic Scene: A Starbucks Kind of Morning
Author: Becca
Fandom: Jack Ryan/Tom Clancy (picking and choosing from film and books)
Summary: The captain knew it was going to be a very long day when she entered the office, clad entirely in black, sunglasses shielding her eyes, and a bright red Starbucks cup grasped in her left hand.
Follows on a previous scene, Bad News, in which older brother Jack provides a warning order.
Notes: See preface before. Posted un-betaed. Just...playing in the sandbox.
( Grande non-fat mochas cure what ails. Mostly. )