Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
This is the Wakefield Doctrine’s contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.
Hosted by Denise, ruled by a single… rule? To use the prompt word and keep it to six sentences in length.
To get you back into the story, here’s where we left off : Previously on…
This week’s prompt word:
CONSEQUENCES
Walking away from the last booth on the right, I left Lou growling into a burner phone, “If you’re done with the bullshit excuses, I’m gonna tell you once, not twice, once, what you’re gonna do…”
Stopping at the hostess station just inside the entrance, I decided to watch Diane Tierney do what she was exceptionally good at, i.e. managing customers, specifically, a table of loud and somewhat rowdy Shriners engaged in the age-old contest of ‘who can get the dancer’s attention’; the clear front runner: an overweight hardware store owner twirling the tassel of his fez in perfect sync with those worn by the dancer on stage, Rue DeNite.
Diane, bending slightly from the waist, the better to dominate the seated men, smiled as she spoke to the group and their response was, of course, that of boys locked in the grip of Stage 2 pubescence, daring each other to risk the consequences of defiance; sixth grade boys on bicycles in front of a schoolyard full of eighth grade girls were to Michael Rennie accepting an Oscar as the over-stimulated businessmen were to the hostess of the Bottom of the Sea Strip Club and Lounge.
Backing away from the now docile conventioneers, Diane turned only a second before colliding with me. For a high-school-moment we stood face-to-face; the pupils of her eyes, already a deep blue, became bottomless; her arms softened from rigid defensiveness, hands rising into suggestive, yet not totally committed welcome and her shoulders moved back and slightly downward.
I resigned myself to living on as much oxygen currently in my lungs for as long as necessary.
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Damn!…if you are going to, subtly yet surely, raise the temparature put a disclaimer for those poor souls reading without the comfort blanket of night time!
Your metaphors are (again) piercing through time and memories.
Baby, b a b y…
lol
thanks, Nick
Don’t tell anyone but this Six was one of those write-swipe-write-swipe exercises. I had the scene in mind, but the logistics of getting Ian from the booth to the strip club was relatively easy (only, like six drafts) but the ‘action’ that was a bear. My ambition was to ‘show’ Diane more than tell (of) her. The Shriners, well, hell they were banging on the door to be included. Though truth be told, that analogy involving Michael Rennie was a ‘go ahead! you can do this!’. Couldn’t give it up lol though it would have made the narrative more better
and, the final scene, the interaction with Diane (thank god for semi-colons, though this section was, imo, the most direct and economical wordwise
Nice name for a dancer: “Rue DeNite” also nice phrase: “For a high-school-moment we stood face-to-face”.
thanks, Frank
You’ve excellently hinted at how Diane managed the customers in a clear, yet subtle way. The narrative style perfectly matches the action in the scene.
Thank you, Nicole.
A story with of “one of those moments”, twice!
ikr? fun
Oh yes, excellent.
Rue DeNite… fabulous character name, Clark! If she were a villainess, she’d fit in perfectly with a certain team I know! 😊
An energised six, this one.
lol yeah… (hey, if you ever have an open audition for one of your superhero Sixes… I betcha I can convince Rue to try out)
It’s all about time and space, then Clark. If Rue has the time, I can make the space! I can give her a guest spot in my next series of supervillain sixes, if you can spare/loan the character (with full credit, of course!) Next time I’m character creating, I’ll put together my version of Rue and give you a sneak peek through one of my occasional fan art posts! Let me know if you think this crossover could / would / should be a good thing! 🙂
cool
I’ve always enjoyed walk-ons. Let me know when there is an open call for auditions
I couldn’t resist. That, and Rue wouldn’t stop pestering me to write her into my supervillain universe, so here’s the post: https://wp.me/pVkLb-7tC
No interpretive image of Rue, unfortunately, but it seems there may be a background with one of my characters…
this will be interesting
(in Apostrophe’s dreams, dude, in his dreams*)
* I am appalled, even at this initial stage, at what a eight ball of virtual stories this thing has the potential of… lol
It’s like that broken glass, Clark… shards and splinters everywhere!
I could have done with a Diane back in my bistro days!
lol (surely that function is an near endless supply of fictional characters)