Six Sentences Stories -the Wakefield Doctrine- my god, is it that time of the week already?!

Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)

Hey! It's 5:10 pm look at how light it is!

Hey! It’s 5:10 pm look at how light it is!

Wednesday afternoon! which means it’s time to rummage through my head and see what I can come up with for a Six Sentence Stroganoff  the totally enjoyable writing prompt, courtesy of our friend zoe (who, btw has a new and totally cool new blog, ‘Carrot‘ that you owe it to yourself to go and read! …. after you read my Six, that is!

Actually it’s more like reaching up on a closet shelf, feeling around for something and having a bunch of stuff fall out on the floor.

We have a Prompt word, ‘Cue’ so, lets see what we can find.

Sitting at the banquet table-turned-industrial-modern writing desk, the man watched through the window as squirrels ran frantically across the snow-crusted lawn, from tree to lawn and back again, over and over in repetitious performance of Nature’s graceful Dance of Starvation.  Seeing the squirrels reminded him that it was the day of the week he submitted a story written around a prompt word and he smiled, because he enjoyed the exercise.

With dawning horror and deflating confidence, he looked at the blog, the one that demanded creativity, like messages-in-bottles, cast in the sea, except the bottles were like old glass vitamin bottles and the message within written small and brief, on, like those little slips of paper in fortune cookies with cryptic sayings like, ‘beware of mixed metaphors‘, and saw that the week’s prompt word was different from what he’d thought.

“Holy shit,” he intoned, “how can I possibly come up with a story, it’s Thursday and there are only seven minutes left in the morning!”

He looked at what he had written and slowly a smile grew from the double crescent of cup and coffee.

He held his cup towards the window, and thought that perhaps the animals, near death by starvation, paused and looked up in mute wonder mute, as he said, “Done!”


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Well, what exactly do you want to know? Whether I am a clark or a scott or roger? If you have to ask, then you need to keep reading the Posts for two reasons: a)to get a clear enough understanding to be able to make the determination of which type I am and 2) to realize that by definition I am all three.* *which is true for you as well, all three...but mostly one


  1. valj2750 says:

    This is a wonderful six sentence story. So real. I wonder if it actually happened? ha ha. And yay, for light past 5:00 pm.

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      very much so, this morning.

      (I have gotten into the habit of starting the Post on Wednesday afternoon-ish (so that, at very least, I don’t have a blank page to stare at) but it was pretty much as described)

  2. ivywalker says:

    Hahahahaha!!! Muy excelante! Really? What word did you think it was originally???

  3. Kristi says:

    I love that moment when I realize that yes, indeed, I have something to submit.

  4. UP says:

    You can be very eye opening, I see.

  5. A little metafiction today, Clark? Love it.

  6. lrconsiderer says:

    HA! Art imitates life imitates art. LOVE IT!

  7. oldegg says:

    I loved how the cue word ‘can’ was slipped in quite seamlessly without making us aware of it. Well done.

  8. luckyjc007 says:

    Very creative. Enjoyable read.😄

  9. I love meta-fiction. Nicely done!