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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine- [a Café Six]

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

This is the Wakefield Doctrines’ contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop

Denise is the host.

The prompt word:

SPACE

Alone in the kitchen, the shapeless reflections of the overhead fluorescent lights on the stainless steel surface gamely stepping up as urban sunsets, the tall, thin man untied the string securing the two slightly-glossy pastry boxes and arrayed their contents on a pair of glass platters; kiffles in a short, very orderly row were offset by the glaze-shiny elephant ears flanked by white-dusted bear claws; the second platter was reserved for the rank-and-file pastries, three cup cakes, four filled donuts and two lemon squares.

Keying off the self-important rumblings of the coffee urn, the Proprietor backed out through the double-swinging doors, Fred sans Ginger, in three ‘Roll Aways To A Half Sashay’ until everything was laidout on the end of the bar farthest from the Café’s entrance, the exterior of the door currently sporting a ‘Closed for Inventory’ sign.

Setting a china mug, SSC&B in gold leaf along its top edge, in front of Mimi, he nodded acknowledgement of her raising the cup in thanks, turned slightly to his left and looked down the room towards the focal point of the main room.

Nick and Denise were standing at the front edge of the stage, a brief flash of light from the ride cymbal brought Ford into view; knowing that Chris was still in Nepal, the man wearing an apron and an expression of being at peace for the moment, glanced towards a dark alcove set into the street-side wall, like travel through interstellar space he trusted his sense of where Jenne’s eyes would be once his smile reached her.

Calling out, in a voice both hesitant and excited, “Nick, perhaps you could put that fine-looking ’57 Precision to some use and conjure up something with a classical feel without putting a body to sleep?”

Putting his cigar down on the long edge of the 2×12 Bassman bottom, the bearded man nodded to Denise who, somehow, had a flute in her hands and played a series of notes that transported the tall, thin man back at least forty years in time.

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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. This Six has it all; characters, setting, pastries, and classically groovy music. Huzzah!

  2. You are gifted with a keen observation of detail, and enviable vocabulary.

  3. ceayr says:

    My first thought was that this is probably as pretentious as a Six Sentence Story can get but, on reflection, I feel pretty sure you’ll prove me wrong.
    Go for it, big boy…

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      Funny, my first thought was, ‘Fine but what’s the point of this ‘story” and I was, all, ‘Who the heck said it had to have a fricken inciting incident, a Hero’s Journey or a Narrative Arc that ends with the characters changed somehow?’
      ‘Yeah but…’
      ‘No buts, about it, this Six Sentence Story is still about the same thing as it was in 2009 when you looked up and realized that every one around you in the virtual world had skills, they all wrote good. And, at the risk of a contrived dialogue device (not to mention an extraordinarily high level of risk of being read as pretentious…) how do I expect to spread the word about the value and fun of the perspective afforded by the Wakefield Doctrine if I’m writing like a six grade boy in the middle of his first acne flareup? How?’
      “We suppose you have a point”
      “Back to 3rd person? There you go, now get back to the keyboard and keep practicin'”

      Thanks c… it (this Six) was fun if for no other reason than it gave me an excuse to paste a wonderful music vid…. Hey!, speaking of useless, I might mention you (obliquely) in a second Six this week. Now that you have me thinking: writing exercise, pointless and pretentious…. check, check and total check.
      ;p

  4. Frank Hubeny says:

    I like your reminder of how just a few notes of music can stimulate memories and transport one back in time.

  5. Liz H says:

    One of my fav Jethro Tull tunes, and that’s saying a lot! Have you seen the video of Ian Anderson playing the bouree in tree pose? Wow!
    Wonderful Six, as well. Sets a vividly cozy mood.

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      It looks like the lines are drawn! lol
      One side: wonderful music from Mr. Tull; a story driven by a desperation ambition to capture some of the soullessly-detailed, ponderous and hypo-humorous style of a Doyle or, if over the age of thirteen, maybe Gray
      the other side: people who don’t like elephant ears!!
      ;]

  6. Nice. (make sure read that italicized, eh)
    I love that I can visualize the scene vividly – the interior of the Café, the tall, thin man setting up the pastries (hoped they saved an elephant ear and bear claw for Denise).
    The atmosphere, palpable, from Mimi’s nod… to, and I love this, “… knowing like travel through interstellar space he trusted his sense of where Jenne’s eyes would be once his smile reached her.” (you’re a damn secret poet)
    I’ll go out on a limb and say I’m certain the 3 on stage had a very enjoyable time.

  7. Jethro Tull? Seriously? I suppose pretentious foppery was all the rage once. Try to rise above it, clark. :-)

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      I’m sorry Doug, I can’t do that… (lol) While I wouldn’t buy every album Aqualung would be in my record rack, had I a record player or a rack in file my albums

  8. Sometimes a scene, a quiet moment shared, is the point.

  9. UP says:

    Tull was terrriffic! Foppery nevver fades! unlike my pictures from the 1970s

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      lol I think I still have a pair of bell bottom pants.. (no, not really, that would be grounds for divorce in pretty much every State)