Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
This is the Doctrine’s contribution to the Unicorn Challenge.
Hosted by jenne and ceayr the rules are nearly as simple (at the same time a bit more liberating) as those of the Six Sentence b’hop:
- take the week’s photo as your prompt
- write a story
- do not exceed two hundred and fity words
Pretty simple, isn’t it?
Prompt photo:
The blue sky refuses to succor, it’s hue neither morning-hope nor nighttime’s-end,
I don’t have much time.
Distractions that were once a brand, (both in the 21st C marketing’s fashion and in the literal sense of belonging to), fall away like unruly children at a birthday party after the clown has left the room,
I don’t have much time.
Regrets and recriminations, disappointments and disillusion turn and look forward, deprived of their duty to inform me of the road ahead, deprived of appreciation, are but another unimportant detail to the view ahead,
I don’t have much time.
A lifetime of teachings, both false and harmful, true and harmless, do as little to help my decision-process as a deaf-mute studio audience in a cancelled sitcom, ratings and applause impotent,
I don’t have much time.
The scene remains unchanged, past becomes present, the future irrelevant; a torn fragment of something not as glorious, (and, surely welcomed), as Understanding and neither is it the slowly rising terror at nightmare’s endlessly dark opening door, (surely a relief),
I don’t have much time.
Nothing changes, everything is different; Life is endless and death a step on an endless staircase.
I don’t need anymore time.
A thoughtful and though-provoking story, Clark, with your signature descriptions.
The repitition of ‘I don’t have much time’ punctuates it nicely, leading to what I see as the defiant conclusion, ‘I don’t need anymore time’.
Good story.
(And thanks for sorting my evening’s viewing.
Whisper it not, but I’ve never seen The Rocky Horror Show!
And have just found it on a free channel.)
As I may have mentioned in a comment… this was one of those ‘one take’ stories. the freedom of SOC and all, no?
thanks
:)
Sometimes it’s not more time but better use if it which is important.
alas, I agree
“…after the clown has left the room…” Damn.
This piece reads (and sounds) like pure poetry, not (a) story. Yet more than that, this sounded in my head (it was quite excellent, btw) like a spoken word piece.
What was it ceayr would say…”chapeau”.
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Good story!
Thank you, Chris!