Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
Once a week. This bloghop, the TToT, is a gathering of like-minded, (well… similarly-intentioned), people and bloggers. Kristi is the host of (this) virtual clubhouse.
Stop in, read, post your own list. It’s easy, fun and beneficial.
1) Phyllis
2) Una
3) the Wakefield Doctrine for providing a perspective by which I can (better) appreciate the world as the other person is experiencing it. The process of learning the principles of the Doctrine and seeing the world through its unique lens helps me to achieve a better understanding of how I relate myself to the world around me.
4) the internet, ‘specially coming across the source of the expression/movie/book title ‘East of Eden’ rather cool (for the Novel; for the movie; for the original source or, even… perhaps especially, ‘The Land of Nod‘ which, according to the Wikipedia
5) Chapter 7 of ‘The Case of the Missing Starr’
6) Driveway corn…. Looks like a bumper crop of candy corn springing up in the northern fields.
7) Large(r) scale yard projects. Hard to describe the process of clearing the brush piles and wood-chips other than ‘the wheelbarrow will roll’
8) THIS SPACE AVAILABLE
9) Almira. While writing this story, I had a number of occasions to ‘directly link’ my story and the movie upon which it is grounded. Listening to this week’s video, at the very end, after the song, I remembered using one of the Scarecrow’s lines. It’s found in the last chapter and provides a happy ending for one of the main characters, Hunk Dietrich.
Dorothy walked towards the center aisle that divided the rectangle of wooden chairs, now filling with guests and family of the graduates. As she passed the rear-most row, she felt an arm insinuate itself inside the crook of her right elbow. A man’s voice, with the confidential tone of a person trying to secure a favor, came from behind her, “I won’t be any trouble because I don’t eat a thing… and I won’t try to manage things because I can’t think. Won’t you take me with you?”
Hunk was holding hands with a young woman who Dorothy felt she should recognize. The young woman stood to shoulder height of Hunk, had a good figure, short brown hair and dark eyes that blazed with intelligence; she also wore a wedding ring on her left hand.
“Hi, Dorothy It’s me… Becky. Becky Stillworth? From the Circe library?”
She smiled with a friendly confidence that seemed beyond her years, looking to be all of twenty years old.
“I’m sorry,” Hunk spoke quietly, “Dorothy, this is my wife Becky. Becky, this is…”
The two young women were already in an embrace that spoke of a connection that made the social niceties of a formal introduction altogether unnecessary.
Dorothy stepped back and looked at the young couple. Becky’s hand had already found Hunk’s. They stood together and smiled back at her in a manner that spoke of a relationship still in its formative stages. Hunk, easily four inches taller than Becky, broadcasted a surprising assertiveness and, less surprising, pride in being very bound to the woman at his side.
10) Secret Rule 1.3 ’cause, who didn’t grow up with a sense that all the Rules were not clearly and obviously communicated to us. I mean, jeez, how else do you explain adolescence?
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About clarkscottroger
Una looks like she is ready for a nap after a day helping with yard projects.
Your corn/driveway photo is a great study of perspective.
Yeah for the happy ending for Hunk.
Very interesting #4
Yes, she is always there ready to help.
Thanks for the reminder, I left out the hyperlink
Always glad for the Doctrine, for Phyllis, and sweet Una. But your (great) writing here, well, it set my mind on a tangent. (When DOESN’T that happen?) Since clarks think so much, would it not be logical that a propensity to write is, therefore, and extension of the barrage of thoughts that grow in the mind like replicating rabbits? That, in fact, most clarks would have a tendency to express themselves either through the written word, or by pursuing some creative endeavor? It is equally interesting, then, when a rogerian writer such as Stephen King, who writes as prolifically as he does, somehow never seems to be at a loss for words? I’m curious: what would you say are the dead giveaways between a rogerian, scottian and clark-like writer. My hunch is the need to spread knowledge for clarks, a need for fanfare with scotts, and entertaining the masses for rogers.
Bullseye! grasshopper! (lol… and yes, the time elapsed between ‘!’ and ‘grasshopper’ was taken up going and looking up quotes from the TV show ‘Kung Fu’ and remembering that Master Po was played by Keye Luke who, as an young actor, played ‘Number One son’ in the Charlie Chan movies back in the day and… holy smoke, I looked up the movies and the first American versions and the first Charlie Chan was played by a Swedish actor, Sidney Tolland. So, the irony of the connections being that David Carradine was cast in the role of Cain, over Bruce Lee.)
ok, so we’ve supported your correct contention for the basis of writing style for clarks….
lol
I will agree, with a sufficient appreciation of the three predominant worldviews, one can, reading a long enough sample, determine if the author is a clark, scott or roger. (A caveat: with a sufficiently significant secondary aspect, a writer might fool some people. But, then again, as with behavior in the ‘real’ world, a secondary aspect enhances one’s predominant worldview, it does not switch it.)
rogers are the best at telling/writing tales, while clarks will (with practice) take the reader someplace that does not exist.
And, I suspect, the key to success for a clark writing is to become the character…whereas, with a roger, they already are regular guys/gals and they speak, write using smooth and well-rounded words that… hey! once again, your comments are like… damn, I shall refer to this as Platonic comments, (provided I can don the toga of Mr. Socrates).
hey! Shall we travel in time
This is probably why I’m addicted to stories like Star Trek, Stargate, Harry Potter – even Atlantis! – and others like them that create these imaginary worlds, where still they can push the boundaries of the human spirit, explore life’s deepest questions, the light and the dark, and still take you through on a grand adventure. I suspect Gene Roddenberry was a clark with a strong scottian aspect, JK Rowling is a clark, and the writer of Stargate had to be a clark, too, with their in-depth exploration and explanations of ancient Egypt, delving into the remote possibility that, in fact, the ancient pyramids were houses for ancient stargates. Dang…I need to explore more of that history.
I could go on…hehe…HG Wells’ the Time Machine…a classic! Journey to the Center of the Earth, Swiss Family Robinson, The Da Vinci Code (even though that got really popular), the Peaceful Warrior – oh, how I *wish* I could come up with a story like that to tell…my fiction writing always falls to why-didn’t-she-just-stick-to-writing-non-fiction? Ha! That might sound self-deprecating, but honestly, I didn’t feel good about the one ghost fiction book I published for that very reason. It’s hard to make shit up. I have trouble imagining the minutia of what people’s nuances would be, or hypothetical life situations in sufficient depth to be convincing. Ah, well…
I know how you feel… for me, making up a storyline is difficult when I try and think it up ahead of time. I will never be an outliner… but once I have the start of a story and some characters I like, I mostly daydream the rest… you know, pretend you’re the character (or watching the character in a movie) and notice the details that are… already there.
or something
Wow! You are really clearing out a lot of land there! Is Phyllis planning another tree-house-like project?
Have not yet figured out what to do with the space… the impetus was a very large, dense and old brush pile that was quite un-sightly. I took it apart (pulled limbs, trunks and such out and put them in orderly piles) but there the area was covered with a thick layer of rotted wood chips, so I started raking and moving the material to another part of the property (out of sight from the house or most of the paths).
Will be interesting what it ends up being.
Corn. I planted corn some 5 years ago. It is a water hungry plant. I got my crops and were happy with them though. Now with the three dogs in the household, my small backyard became their bathroom. No more crops but lots of loves from my furry pets.
Very true on the need for water. And for the benefits of having dogs in the household. …plus we are providing a open salad bar for the local rabbits and deers..
A happy list, especially the stories.
true… the project is coming along, now to decide what is the best form for the new clearing we have created.
Another picturesque week! Skipping spoiler on Almira since I’m not done yet.
Thank you
When you finish your yard project, come over and I’ll start you on MY yard.
lol