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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

 

This is the Six Sentence Story bloghop.

Hosted by Denise

Ruled by the dictum that all stories shall be comprised of six and only six sentences.

This is a Whitechapel Interlude week, so the following is the next installment. (Tonight we encounter Mother Hedwig Schader who we first met in Chapter 13.)

But that’s not the only interesting thing about this week’s Six. You know how I’m given to get all multimedia on these stories? Hoping for the perfect photo/image and music to enhance the reading pleasure? Sure, its fun.

This week we’re doing something different. There’s no music video, but you’ll see a YouTube frame under the Six. When you click on it you will be seeing a Live video feed from the location of our Six Sentence Story (albeit, 135 years or so more in the future).

For this reason, I suggest you read only when your time is, like 6pm to maybe 1pm local. You want the scene to at least coincide with the time of day in the story. Oh, yeah, the photo of the church here on the post? Look in the background of the live feed. Cool, no?

Hey! You know that live cam shot? I messaged the restaurant, and heard back from Emese Gabor… how cool is that? Stop by the Pilvax Restaurant and Wine Bar (online or in person) tell ’em the Doctrine sent ya.

The week’s prompt word is

FILTER

“Quietly, now… while the snow will dull the sharper sounds, the absence of villagers makes our presence more obvious,” Reverend Mother Hedwig Schader crossed the alley like a ghost ship; for her local guides, drab-and-sackcloth pilotfish doing their best to appear more necessary than they felt, the thought of the small leather pouches of gold coins of a thoroughly unfamiliar mint, left by the Order at the local tavern, made the fear they felt almost worthwhile.

“Count St. Loreto is not a man to surprise, if that were even possible,” the prelate’s voice betrayed a guilty respect, along with something like admiration, ” We’d be wise not to hinder ourselves with the ambition of stealth, I have no doubt he will see us well before we see him.”

As the head of the Bavarian chapter of the Order of Lilith, Mother Schader allowed those around her to believe they were essential to her well-being; a woman of great girth and cheerful demeanor, she placed considerable stock in the advantage that comes with being underestimated, as the group moved towards the shadow of the Black Church’s clock tower.

Ironically, the recent snow imparted a touch of humanity, if not the illusion of accessibility, to the stone-caverns that were the streets and alley of Brașov, which, by local standards was a hard-earned manifestation of a modern city, buried in the low mountains of south eastern Transylvania.

In the distance, the light from lanterns hung on either side of the entrance to the church was filtered by the snow that fell reluctantly to the hard ground, deprived of the quality that tempted all but the coldest of people to see beauty, rather than the leaching of warmth and, eventually, life itself; Mother Schader felt the presence of a man before seeing him and tilted her head in curiosity.

“Good evening Frau Schader,” the voice, like the shadows that cloaked the man, was as deep as only the complete lack of light makes possible and, again in common with shadows, defied definition of intention on the part of the man as he continued, “Welcome to my city, how may I be of help to the Daughters of Lilith?”

 

 

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Tuesday -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

There’s an old saying, ‘Better to write poorly, than infrequently’*.

Writing is like life, if you don’t keep doing it, you won’t get better at it. I suspect that this is not original. Though it is true, at least for some of us here in the blogosphere.

In keeping with this, “No, you don’t need to run in the race this morning if you don’t feel like it, but, why don’cha walk down to those starting blocks and, just hang out, at least until everyone who’s there leave…in a hurry.”

So this post, (started yesterday, supplanted by a visit to Romania), is about WIP** aka Work In Progress. Well, at least, in the sense of characters created, (in not a few cases, characters are casted, based on their work in other stories).

The following is a listing of organized wordation. I’d wanted to use this as an excuse to work on the synopsis (synopsae?) for each story. I realize, reading as I type, here at 8:21 am, that is way unrealistic… wait a minute!! What am I saying?!?! I’m a clark….  and everyone knows, you can’t spell ‘unrealistic’ (ambition) without the ‘c’ ….and ‘l’ and…and! ‘a’  and……. the (hard) ‘c’ sound…. like in Klark!!!

Betcha we return to this post on days the Muse is sleeping in….

 

We have two serial stories running on alternating Thursdays, over at the Six Sentence Story bloghop:

Completed, but not yet final edits, there is:

  • ‘Almira’,
  • ‘the Case of the Missing Starr’, and
  • ‘Blog Dominion’ (a Sister Margaret Ryan story)

Started but not completed:

  • ‘Home and Hearth’ (a Sister Margaret Ryan story).

So, in the coming days, I’m thinking I’ll be ‘reprinting’ this post, as I attempt that worst of all writing requirements, the synopsis. Which, so far, for us, is, like, the apocryphal fifty page term paper on Russia that we all heard that one teacher in Junior High School always required. To that extent, this is more than a requirement to pass the course, its more a part of one’s resume… hell, it’s like not throwing up during the job-of-your-dreams interview***

Stop in and share you thoughts on the writing/publishing process.

 

* can I get a ‘WTF?!!’ from the New Readers?

** of course, thats the cue to music

*** I have no idea lol

 

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Monday -the Wakefield Doctrine- Advanced-followers post

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

Why, ‘Advanced-followers post’ as the subtitle?

Because we want to reduce the incidence of cerebrospinal injury among causal viewers as we explain the photo at the top of this post.

It, (the photo), is of our tv* this morning.

It is an up-to-date viewer, so we have access, (through it), to the internet, in general, and YouTube, in particular. Cool, right?

So we’re into live web cam shows. There’s one we discovered that watches for the Woods Hole-Vinyard Haven ferry. The camera affords a view of Vinyard Haven harbor you can see it, (the ferry), come through the breakwater and dock. Another ‘local’ cam that we watch, with morning coffee, is in a boatyard and it scans the Westerly shoreline, mid-way up the Pawcatuck River, at a point where one can see the cemetery where Phyllis’s mother is buried.

I repeat, cool.

But that’s not what this post is about. Well, kinda, but not really.

It’s about practicing the Doctrine, or, since we’re talking to advanced students, its about developing our language skills. This is first and foremost about our ability to recognize how other people are relating themselves to the world around them. This is, of course, the first step to knowing the other person’s predominant worldview** because, otherwise, how can we know the nature of their personal reality?

There are a number of approaches to determining a person’s predominant worldview, ranging from the choice of words (in spoken communications), to the grace and power of their physical expression to their non-verbal communicationing.

So we found this live cam in Romania, outside the Pilvax Restaurant and Wine Bar. (Thats the screen shot above). And, with the time difference, we’re watching the cobblestone street at, like 1:20 pm or so. Live.

And, what makes this so amenable to our language lesson, we can see people walking up and down the cobblestone lane. There are shops and there is a restaurant. The view is close enough in, as you can see, to, not necessarily see their faces, but to definitely see their bodies and posture and… individual carriage***.

damn! This is fun.

Note: remember, the Wakefield Doctrine’s three types, the Outsider(clarks), the Predators(scotts) and the Herd Members(rogers) are predicated on how they relate themselves to the world around them. You cannot, for the moment, count on the other person introducing themselves as ‘err, hello, I’m a clark with a medium secondary scottian and minor tertiary rogerian aspect’. Someday, maybe if you’d tell people in your world about this thing and they tell… lol

We observe and we identify with the other person. We throw out the ‘no way type’ and then look for the distinctions between the remaining two. Are they slouching as they walk? Are they purposeful and alert to their surroundings. Are they wearing fun headgear(Doctrine Tip: male rogers and clarklike females)

So go find yourself some live webcams and practice you Wakefield Doctrine language skills.

Let us know.

 

 

* I know, no one calls it a tv anymore, other than those who remember the signal-enhancing qualities of aluminum foil

** New Readers? What people would, inaccurately, call personality types.

*** yeah, sometimes the odd words are the fun words

 

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TToT -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

This is the Ten Things of Thankful (TToT) bloghop.

Lizzi is the creatoress

Dyanne is hostinae

The Doctrine will, with the sincerity implicit in this writing, stand by the efficacy of the following gratitudenal stimulae. (We wouldn’t type it if we didn’t mean it.)

1) Una

2) Phyllis

3) the Wakefield Doctrine  The photo above, of Una and Phyllis? Funny thing about clarks, we do not have a love affair with mirrors. We do, however, have a decided affinity for them. New Readers? Want to know if you’re a clark or one of ‘the other two’ with a significant secondary clarklike aspect?* The answer is in your answer.

4) 20 Minute Real Estate Briefing project Hey! If you haven’t already, do a clark a solid and subscribe to the Coastal New England Real Estate Team, YouTube channel you were just at… then, if your nephew, (on your sister’s side who used to live a block away), who is doing so well with that family of his, since taking the job at the National Mississippi River Museum & Aquarium and moving to East Dubuque, IA. Doing so well, that they’re thinking about buying a house, send this and he’ll have one more resource available.

5) Lets go to work with the Wakefield Doctrine

6) Six Sentence Story.

7) Since we’re out and about, (see Grat Item #5), lets drive down to the beach.

8) Serial stories: ‘the Whitechapel Interlude‘ and ‘the Case of the Missing Fig Leaf

9) THIS SPACE AVAILABLE (OK, you’ve been back five times now…first off, that thing about being a clark if you’ve come back more than twice? Don’t tell anyone,  but that’s just meant shake the scotts and rogers who, though they don’t have a significant secondary clarklike aspect, they might be tagalongs with a predominant clarklike person…shhh, don’t laugh…you’re a clark…but you knew that, like, right away… and, in case you’re here ’cause your rogerian friend stumbled on it, here an interesting Rule** about this here Doctrine, here, no one can tell, name or otherwise designate you as any of the three types. If you haven’t come across it yet, let us be the first to say it, ‘the Wakefield Doctrine is for you, not them’.)

10) SR 1.3. (from the Book of Secret Rules (aka the Secret Book of Rules) which says, in plain language… ‘hey! you’re about to finish another one! Lizzi’d be proud’)

 

 

* it’s long been established that the followers of this blog, defined as anyone who comes back more than twice, are either clarks or scotts or rogers with significant secondary clarklike aspect. Neither of ‘the other two’ have the time or the interest to step through someone else’s mirror.

** why, yes, as a matter of fact, we did capitalize the word to get your Herd Member buddy’s attention… welcome, clark…lol

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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

This is the Six Sentence Story bloghop.

Curated by Denise, it has one simple rule: use the week’s prompt word and keep it to six sentences.

This week is an Ian Devereaux week. Following is the latest installment in ‘the Case of the Missing Fig Leaf

The prompt:

JOURNEY

Sometimes I miss the years spent on a fishing trawler.

I’d met my former wife, Haley, through mutual friends of hers when we were at Harvard; Haley was a law student and I was a psych major.

We got married mid-semester and commuted from our apartment in Wakefield, Rhode Island, not Massachusetts; I graduated a year ahead of her and got a job on a fishing boat; seeing how my minor degree was law, it was the obvious career move.

Sitting now, in Terminal 3 at Orly, I began to have my doubts about the sage advice to idealistic young people down through the 20th century that it wasn’t the destination, it was the journey; the most varied, and, arguably, interesting trips are the ones that ensue when the map is wrong, the locals neglect street signage and the GPS signal flickers.

My client, Dr. Leanne Thunberg, decided that Anya Claireaux, the most powerful and feral human I’ve ever met would serve as the perfect resource as she sought the identity of her ex-husband’s murderer and so, I was off to London to find the connection between the people running the monastery at Eibingen, Germany and Jack the Ripper, who spent time in Victorian London working out his personal problems among the wretched-poor of Whitechapel.

Walking towards the boarding gate, looking for the energy to make what most men of my age, and a good percentage of the women, might note, “Hey, dude, traveling on a first class expense account, researching fascinating tales and mysteries, where do I sign up,” when a memory of my dog grew in that part of the mind where we save the private and precious parts of ourselves and I smiled as, out the the wet-blanket din of languages that fill every busy airport, I heard, “The White Zone is for loading and unloading only.”

 

 

 

 

 

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