Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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So, the word is ‘Fault’. The ‘word’, meaning the week’s prompt. The prompt being the starting point of a story consisting of six sentences. No more, no less.

A bloghop from Friend of the Doctrine, zoe.  a Six Sentence Story, every Thursday.

So lets decide on what to do with the word ‘Fault’.

…well, what a difference a (half a) day makes! This morning I suggested to Lizzi that perhaps we would throw a tag team on a six sentence story and see if we couldn’t come up with something that’d hit the ball out of the ring (badly mixed metaphor).

Anyway, here you go:

Fault

Her face seemed, at once substantial as the mountains that covered the sky beyond the window of the restaurant, yet with each flicker of candlelight seemed to say, ‘I can be known only if chased.’
He caught himself thinking, “Did I remember to charge my phone to call for a taxi later? She will never pass up an opportunity like this.”
Staring over the top of her glass, a crystal and amber moon rising towards the end of a night, she thought, “Is that the flickering of the candles in his eyes or have I drunk too much, or could this be the feeling I’ve heard described in books, that sudden awareness of being utterly, irrevocably without independent ties to the world of the people around me?”

“It’s not your…” she threw the words at him, like a starving chimpanzee tossing its feces, a classic case of an approach/avoidance conflict, culture and passion ala carte.

“Don’t say it!”

“I don’t care if you don’t want to know, we are a part of each other whether you like it or not and that means, as hard as it is for you to accept it, it’s no one’s fault that we’ve ended up this way!”

 

 

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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

Comments

  1. UP says:

    “…a crystal and amber moon rising towards the end of a night…” very good, very, very good.

  2. A new way to do a six!

  3. Wow, intense! I can envision the movie adaptation of this scene!

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      sorta the scene between James Bond (Daniel Craig) and Vesper Lynd (Eva Green) on the train… ‘cept without the monkeys

  4. messymimi says:

    Sometimes it’s no one’s fault.

  5. ‘….she threw the words at him, like a starving chimpanzee tossing its feces…”
    Aiyeeh! Talk about painting a picture! lol

  6. zoe says:

    Where are you pulling these descriptive phrases from!?

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      as a professional, I think you’d concur … I really don’t think I want to know

      lol

  7. Kristi says:

    Ditto Denise’s comment. :-)

  8. Cynthia says:

    That’s some good writing, too, Clark! I love that line with the chimpanzee. HAHAHAH.
    I can tell your muse Almira has been treating you well. :)

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      she (my Muse) is tougher’n Olive Oyl always promising a wonderful time and, somehow forgetting or, worse, inviting Bluto at the last minute

  9. valj2750 says:

    I’ve enjoyed the comments as much as the story.

  10. oldegg says:

    The interesting thing about this story is how reasonable both parties are in their relationship which may or may not be about to end. Your opening line was so beautiful. I might steal it myself to use later (in a slightly modified form!).