Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

Very early start to my warm-up phase of the week’s Six Sentence Story. Wednesday morning! (Yeah, ‘ayyiee’ indeed!)

In any event, the story-robbing world of work and reason is lurking outside my garage door like a garden-hose-wielding-gasoline-thief-magically-transported through-time-from-1974, so intent on stealing the precious fuel that he fails to notice that there are three plastic gas containers lined up along the wall of the garage, each one complete with Easi-grip handle®. The better for running away from the police.

zoe and her prompt words! Or rather prompt word. Only one word each week. But… but! that one word has got to gather exactly six sentences around it in the form of a story. Otherwise she’d have to go and, like, totally change the title of this bloghop. And that wouldn’t be write. (ha ha)

(A.S.* This week’s Six is from a scene in the new chapter in ‘Home and Heart‘. Drusilla is the very able owner of a real estate brokerage who has been engaged by a large and aggressively growing company by the name of ‘the Bernebau Company’. The Bernebau Company is owned by one Cyrus St Loreto and Constantin Szarbo is his fixit man.)


“Knock, Knock.”

Drusilla Renaude’s scalp tingled from the atavistic effort of her hair follicles to stand straight up, the better to make her look larger, this in service of the most fundamental of human defensive strategies. The incongruity of the childish onomatopoeic greeting, more common among casual friends in an informal setting, coming from a man like Constantin Szarbo, enhanced her already adrenaline-laced blood supply with a tincture of ever corrosive fear.

Drusilla was a talented, educated and accomplished woman not given to being intimidated. Twisting her hips and bending her legs, visible through the glass-topped desk as one half of a pair of quotation marks, caused her upper body to turn, courtesy of the swivel-bearing in her chair, to face the door into her office.

“Yes?” The owner of Renaude and Associates offered a smile appropriate to asking a stranger who has clearly lost their way if they need some direction.

Constantin Szarbo filled the doorway, impeccably dressed in a suit from Savile Row, shoes from the Marche region of Italy, watch from La Chau-de-Fonds in Switzerland and a smile from the primordial jungle.



* yeah, Ante Scriptum, sorry! I don’t make this stuff up…well, sometimes


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  1. Most excellent.
    I have been enjoying reading Home and Heart and this next chapter appears to be an on the edge of your seat, grab some popcorn, chapter😀

  2. UP says:

    Such a tease! More please

  3. phyllis says:

    I could tell that you enjoyed writing this one – I enjoyed reading it.

  4. oldegg says:

    “Manners maketh man” clothes however show ostentation and pride. Better to look in their eyes rather than what they wear. You really like to show your wordy wit, Clark, Scott, Roger, in your six sentences.

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      it is the fun of this writing thing… playing with words which create images which are the building blocks of reality, a briefly-lived as it might be.
      the character Constantin… I enjoyed the idea that utterly ruthless, pre-civilization feral aggression could dress up in the clothes of the wealthy. That there are people who, for reasons divine and reason infernal are in a position to put four hundred thousand dollars on their wrists, five thousand dollars on their feet and ten thousand in a suit of clothes is an expression of the infernal/divine potential of man.

  5. Moon says:

    ‘.. smile from primordial jungle ‘, what a great match with his classy ensemble .🙂🙂🙂
    I admire your elegant writing style . Learnt a few words and expressions today, as well. Thanks so much , Clark.

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      Moon yeah, there is something to these contrasts, we often associate wealth with refinement and refinement with a developed state, at least culturally and yet, there is something that feels wrong about casual displays of wealth, and so the contrast.

  6. Pat B says:

    I love how you build my vocabulary with your creative writing. (Now if I could just recall those words when I need them without resorting to reference books.) Constantin Szarbo doesn’t appear to be one’s everyday fixit man, at least from the way he is dressed. I can understand Drusilla’s fear.