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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine- ‘…Of Heroes and the MisUnderstood’ coda(b)

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, this ‘hop has but one rule: Six is the number of sentenceseses in your story, aiight?

So, this week, Tom and I close out our Serial Six ‘…Of Heroes and the MisUnderstood’.

To enhance the continuity, here is Tom’s Six read it first.

Prompt word:

DOUBLE

“Bon nuit, mon ami.”

The tall, thin man stepped to one of two stools at the bar nearest the half-darkened hallway; a woman in a floral dress that, in design, yelled Kmart, in construction and drape, whispered Chanel; her Dolce & Gabbana running shoes toe-hooked on the chair’s middle cross rail.

“Cher,”

At the precise moment Mimi smiled her acknowledgement, a young woman in the middle of the crowded Café just happened to glance up and, caught in the older woman’s gaze, smiled in a reflex that pulled at something within her; a secret sadness somehow exposed to light vanished and replaced with a doubled resolve to turn her life around, starting with going to the ladies room and leaving the overly self-assured man opposite her to his own devices.

‘Busy night.”

“I’m glad you’re here.”

Patting his hand, a synthesis of every athletic coach pep talk, Drill Instructor invective-studded harangue and good friend’s hug, she up-nodded towards the main entrance,

Nick is doing well, but what we need is Tom to transition here from whatever dimension he’s presently occupying; folks getting hungry, all envie; now go and do your job.”

 

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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine- ‘…Of Heroes and the MisUnderstood’ coda(1)

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, this ‘hop has but one rule: Six is the number of sentenceseses in your story, aiight?

So, this week, Tom and I close out our Serial Six ‘…Of Heroes and the MisUnderstood’.

To enhance your enjoyment and supplant with narrative continuity, here is Tom’s Six read it first.

Prompt word:

DOUBLE

“Dude!”

The Sophomore levered himself into the Manager’s office, one hand and upper arm against the in-swinging door, opposite hand and leg extending, like an animated folding rule. His forward momentum and worn-sole loafers wrestled to a draw at the single wooden chair. The desk that provided meaning, context and utility to the chair, was cluttered in a manner to cause any reasonable observer to think: ‘Double Slit Experiment’; except that manila folders and cigarette burns in the oak top stood in for particles and waves. On the far edge of the incandescent-yellow pool of light, the tall, thin man sat, a still-life study in Doubt, Competence and Age-dulled Ambition.

“The Gatekeeper said to give you this note and tell you he’s got a small group, quote: ‘all Tholian-webbed’ out on the sidewalk;” the Proprietor took the crumpled No. 10 envelope and smoothed-out the wrinkles against several 8 x 10 glossy black-and-white photos of Ford and jenne, sitting together on one side of a booth listening to someone facing away from the camera; the note itself contained one word, scrawled in a hasty, Bic-blue hand:

“ὑπόστασις (hypóstasis)!”

 

 

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Monday -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

ah! Mr. Tiny! To give us a hand to start the week.

Hold on….

there we go

“What?”

“Totally, phoned-in”?!!?

lol yeah, kinda

Promise to stop back in, got an inspection first this a.m., right after that we’ll come back try to … oh, wait,

This week we’ll totally be talking about the Six Sentence Café & Bistro. Mostly a description of the joint. Primarily ’cause we’re inviting you (or, if you’re currently reading over someone’s shoulder, the person at the keyboard) to stop in and visit a spell. We’ll introduce you around, show you the place… then, whatever you want to do! We are talking about virtual reality, yo.

 

Monday -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

Know how cool the Wakefield Doctrine is?

besides knowing more about the other person than you have any right to, given that you saw them for the first time as they joined the raffle ticket spaced line at the supermarket.

It, the Doctrine, not the line at the supermarket, also allows you to better know your-own-self.

How? (You ask, rather rhetorically, seeing how you’re ‘out there’ while I’m still here typing. Hell, I haven’t even hit Publish yet. Damn! This is metaphysical gold!)

New Readers: If you’re here for the first time, we’re serious with the single word question. While it normally requires more than one data point* to figure out a person’s predominant worldview, aka personality type: clark(Outsider); scott(Predator) or roger(Herd Member), the process is simple.

Learn the nature of the (three personality types) relationship to the world around them along with their overt characteristics. Then, when you’re standing in the line, eliminate the one that, ‘There’s no fricken way they’re a ….” That leave two worldviews. Now observe as much as you can, without getting creepy or arrested, and one will make more sense than the other. Another analogy:

The three worldviews are distinct ways a person sees, (actually, the right word is ‘experience’), the world around them. Think of them, (the worldviews), as lenses at the optometrist and see which one produces the clearest, truest image. You know, “Look at the image. Is this one [click] clearer than [click] this one? Now, how about [click] this one?” Thats how we determine the worldview of the people around us and get a secret box-seat to their lifes and times and such.

Back to our special quality.

The cool thing is how the Doctrine, even as it allows us to better understand the world and the people who make it up, is a tool for self-improving ourselfs. And the key to this lies in the stated ambition/goal of learning and applying the principles of the Wakefield Doctrine, ‘How do I relate myself to the world around me.’

As always, this: I said ‘How do I relate myself…’ I did not say, ‘How do I relate to the world around me.’

Know the difference and the pilot light flashes green and you in business.

(Useful, btw, in any situation, not just figuring out another’s predominant worldview. If you find yourself in a conflict with someone, something, some event in the ‘real’ world, ask the question: How am I relating myself to the world around me.**)

 

* ‘ceptin, maybe a scott, specifically ‘the eyes of a scott One of the more fun and amazing things about this here Doctrine here.

** don’t forget to use the correct wording! a short cut will only reinforce the problem.

 

 

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TToT-the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

It is not raining at this particular moment (11:22) but an unlisted Grat for this post is that we know our Readers will not hold it against us if we skip the editing and get outside and doing something lawnistically-speaking.

thanks

1) Phyllis

2) Una

3) the Wakefield Doctrine

4) the Six Sentence Story bloghop  Six-Pick of the Week: ‘Sands of Time‘  by Eliza Seymour

5) the Unicorn Challenge  ‘corn in the morn pick, [funny thing about this pick*] : ‘Western Sunset‘ by Tom

6) * sure, we liked the story but, the thing about good writing (from the perspective of the Writer and the Reader) is sometimes our fiction contains elements that stand out that we, the writer may not have ‘tried for’. Taking liberites here, I haven’t asked Tom directly but reading the Comments makes me feel this story has one surprise elements

7) co-writing a serial story with Tom… “Of Heroes and the MisUnderstood

8) somoething, something**

9) ** spellczech. (ha ha)

10) Secret Rule 1.3

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FR–ô ó–Dh..ā -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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

This is the Wakefield Doctrine’s contribution to ‘the Unicorn Challenge

Hosted each week by jenne and ceayr, we who are about to write are tasked with creating a story, (a world, a glimpse off the continuum or, perhaps merely a daydream), inspired by the week’s photo image. The limit to this construction is that it require no more than two hundred and fifty words to convey.

 

 

“But, gran’pa, you said you’d show me a castle, the place where you used to work.”

The boy, secured by the momentary tether of his five-year-old hand to an arthritic, age-mottled pier, looked up. In his innocent eyes, a power that shamans, priests and cult-leaders through the ages have vainly sought, proof of status and favor with both gods and demons.

“It is,” the tug on his hand reminded the old man that his practiced-slow gait was more than the earned leisure of a retired locksmith/shop-owner; it was a silent strategy to avoid shuffling off Hamlet’s coil unintentionally. His secret smile pressed an emphasis on the last word, one from which his children would recoil and his grandson lacked the lexicon.

Only his dog, leaning against the leg opposite the boy, could intuit the ever-present siren song that sound-tracked his days. Despite her own gait, a four-legged mirror of the man, the peace in her eyes offered more strength than Science and god combined.

This is,” even as the grey became confident blue and the bricks of the sidewalk shouldered themselves into a carpet of secure predictability and, not without causing distant-lightning flash of fear, the hint of shadows knitting in customers, shop-owners and loved ones.

“This was.”

“Slow down, you two,” the voice of the boy’s mother, a tide far stronger than the momentary dock line pulled the boy into the future.

The dog never moved, The old man felt the world recede, the ultimate tide.

 

 

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