Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
This is the Doctrine’s contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.
Hosted by Denise, frequented by Readers and writers of no mean skills and prodigious imaginations.
[Full Disclosure: there are three other Sixes languishing in the draft folder, casualties of the part of us that insists on trying too hard. (Not that we’ll won’t publish them…(lol)]The prompt word:
METER.
“Jeez guys, I appreciate it an all, but I was thinking, maybe I should do this myself”.
The Sophomore walked into his best friend’s third-floor apartment, the intake of breath for ‘Jeez’ being as close as either of the college students came to a formal knock on the door.
His friend, Scott, was standing in the middle of the single bedroom, throwing one wrinkled shirt on the bed, even as he put on another, (the second being more formal by virtue of having a collar, not percentage wrinkle); the sound of a shower being shut off, followed immediately by a tinny-vinyl sweep of a curtain reminded him that his friend did not live alone.
The Sophomore recently accepted the suggestion that he join them at the supper club where both were employed on alternate weekends; he thought it wouldn’t hurt to make a little extra money, they knew their friend needed to get out more, away from the igloo of text books he’d built since starting grad school.
“You’re my friend, but I gotta tell ya, you could make Mother Theresa kick a puppy,” Scott’s girlfriend smiled and, being of a kinder nature, appended his statement, “You’ve been there a month, and I can see that she likes you”.
The three young people, like an old ‘get-the-ball-bearings-in different-slots’ hand-held game, stood on the landing outside the apartment and, impatience having eroded affection, Scott turned to the non-girlfriend member of the group,
“Do you, or do you not, want to meet her?’
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I reckon we’ve all been there, Clark, just needing that extra push. Sounds like the Sophomore needs a great hearty push though, living as he does in an igloo of books. Good image.
yeah, I find that if I merely remember such life events, it is more uncomfortable than it is to tell it (to another) as a story… guess that allows the current me to see both of us
Nice description of how and why mood can change quickly: “impatience having eroded affection”
Another good phrase I will have to remember to use when appropriate: “you could make Mother Theresa kick a puppy”
lol (the fun of writing, no? when phrases pop into reality… who am I to ignore them?)
you always bring it…very well put
Thanks, Paul
To be continued…
Frank beat me in highlighting my fav phrase (yeah, the puppy one)
(don’cha hate when that happens?) lol
It’s not always an easy decision.
to joys of (clarklike) youth, non?
Yes, no, maybe, what if …. just do it!
ikr? (the reason we know that no one has gone back in time is that we’re all still alive (excessive shaking back-and-forth… cut it out… wake up!! life is short!!!)
lol
‘(the second being more formal by virtue of having a collar, not percentage wrinkle)’. Been there, done that, bought the … well you know what I mean.
simpler times, non?
SMH at the pun-punchline, but certainly clever.
Gotta love Todd Rundgren’s music, politics aside.
(Todd’s? or his slightly chauvinistic lyrics of the song*)
am fairly hypo-current-events here…
Don’t tell anyone, but this Six is an example of my occasional ‘mining the bio’.
Being a clark, I find the most accessible source of emotion is in my past (real, imagined and hope-for) while not necessary to have a story repeat a past event, tying in, one way or another often adds a certain something to the story. this one is kinda accurate and Todd was one of Scott’s favorite bands… oh, those wacky ’70s!)
lol
*slightly?! lol in my defense**
** am loathe to make any rash chrono-assumptions… that never ends well lol but have you read about the 1970s?!
I can well imagine Mother Theresa kicking a puppy/
I knew there was something I liked about you!
lol
Kristofferson sings ‘I… put on my cleanest dirty shirt…’.
A moment we’ve all had.
(love that line, the guy wasn’t too good a song writer)
Some do need that extra push as Jenne says. Wonderful characterizations.
thx!
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