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TToT -the Wakefield Doctrine-

July 23, 2023 By clarkscottroger

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

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

Banned in more than seven countries (and two kingdoms), Bloghop #1 on UNESCO’s inaugural ‘Ten Most Subversive Weblogs’ (in early 1999) and a favorite haunt of Andy Warhol. Needless to say, the TToT has been the darling of Free Thinkers, followers of Madame Blatavsky and fans of Shirley Jackson. The latter, taking as oblique encouragement of their own little blogs, the immortal phrase, ‘Whatever walked there, walked along’.

But, as Leslie Neilson would point out, ‘That’s not important right now…’

What is (important) is the exercise in cultivating an additional perspective. A perspective on the world around us and the people who make it up that is sensitive to those people, places, things and events (both real and imagined). By doing so, we accomplish two things: 1) enhance our capacity to see the world as others are experiencing it and b) realizing the positive energy at the expense of the negative (ref: our resident positive-from-seemingly-negative maven, Mimi.)

Out list for this here week, here:

1) Una (Sunday Napation)

2) Phyllis

3) the Wakefield Doctrine

4) the Six Sentence Story bloghop

5) Lawn-to-Be: last week

6) Lawn-to-Be: this week

7) the Unicorn Challenge fun-in-two-hundred-words

8) something, something

9) the RAILING REPAIR! (this is a stupendous undertaking by virtue of the CAP locked title.) Before photo:

10) Secret Rule 1.3

music

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“And the evening and the morning were the fourth day.-the Wakefield Doctrine- It’s no accident about Friday-night

July 21, 2023 By clarkscottroger

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

This is the Wakefield Doctrine’s contribution to jenne and ceayr‘s bloghop, the Unicorn Challenge.

The rules are simple. Write a story inspired by the photo of the week. Keep it to (or under) 250 words. Pretty simple, isn’t it?

It isn’t. But here’s the photo and our take. Be sure to read and comment at all the entries and tell ya friends.

The hillside grew to his right with each sneakered-step. The level ground, worn into the primordial hill did not threaten, nor did it ignore. It merely became more and more unavoidable.

The center of the lane, at first step, a broad thoroughfare. It offered adventure and companionship; surely, to the young there can be no more direct expression of the gift of life. Not yet ten, the sources of instruction in the world beyond home are few in number. Catechesis, surely the more effective, just behind sordid cautionary tales from big kids.

The grass growing in the lane evidenced an increased vitality. The beginnings of an inchoate dissonance began to grow as the hillside loomed, the shoulder of a friendly adult blocking the heat of the sun and the view of home.

The cabin, set into the hill, looked interesting and, in a certain way threatening; unfortunately experience in the most important contexts, i.e. life, does not favor the young.

The door was open, curiosity elbow-wrapped caution around the a young neck and darkness ate the boy’s innocence.

~~~

“How was your day?”

The loving words of his mother filled the kitchen with welcome and taught the boy the first lesson of Sin: ‘Participation is nine-tenths of condemnation’.

“OK”

And the second, even more insidious wisdom: ‘What they don’t know can’t hurt you’.

“I think I’ll just go to my room and read until dinner.”

* says it right here: (God said, ‘What Day is it? Friday?!?! Lets get this party started!)

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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine- [an Ian Devereaux Six]

July 20, 2023 By clarkscottroger

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…

(quick note: as we mentioned to Frank in our Reply to his Comment today: “…serial Sixes do offer the opportunity to learn/practice/develop what(ever) skills.” So, this week I kept tripping over a draft Six for the Ian Devereaux series. ikr? Why would we let it sit there, getting stale? That business of ‘staleness’ in fiction, i.e. a near-final draft, is interesting. Remind us to address it next week. You know the old saying, ‘Writing begets writing”.)

This week’s prompt word:

CONSOLE

“Now that I think of it, this is the first time you’ve had me at your house.”

Rising on an elbow, Leanne Thunberg’s head occluded the overly-bright face of the atomic clock on the 1960’s stereo console that stood, like a time-traveler in a lock-room mystery, against the opposite wall; it clearly offered information, but not a scintilla of advice.

“If it wasn’t half-past passion, I might be inclined to sit you down for a little adult / teenage-regressive chat about relationships,” settling back, her head making an eyelash-soft landing somewhere between my face and shoulder, my talent for inference hinted that she might be waiting for a response.

“Look, first let me say, you’re one of the most intelligent and educated women I know,” a tactile semaphore of the light stroke of an eyebrow on my upper-right pec suggested I qualify my assertion so I quickly added, “… the most intelligent and educated woman I’ve ever been naked with.”

Like five patriotic, but thoroughly-inept diplomats, the nails of her right hand stopped their downward slide and decided to take the shortcut to my attention, digging into unsuspecting external obliques; she regained the floor in our debate.

Despite the darkness of my bedroom, I could feel her gaze grasp the sides of my head and her smile direct resources of a less subtle nature to other parts of my body; as my old elementary ed. teacher said on the first day of class: “In the struggle between education and intelligence, if you bring a chair into the cage, you might as well bring a whip.”

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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine- [a Rue DeNite Six]

July 19, 2023 By clarkscottroger

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. Rule by a limit on sentences to Six.

We rejoin Rue in the present as she and Rocco are finishing lunch.

This week’s prompt word:

CONSOLE

A salt-and-seaweed zephyr, pushed by the passive-aggressive wings of three sea gulls suicide-diving at a half-croissant tripped a memory, catapulting Rue’s mind into the past; fortunately she returned as quickly as she left, but not without evidence of a certain emotional whiplash.

Rue DeNite stared at her companion, searching for signs of assessment or, more concerning, re-assessment; resisting the urge to put her hand to her head, years of practice controlling what the world saw of her, she instead, with a shyness tinged in stale anger, offered a self-deprecating smile, “…a stage and all the…”

“…Men and women merely players,” Rocco completed the line from ‘As You Like It’ and, seeing a growing suspicion in his charge’s eyes, laughed ineffectually and hastily continued, “Sorry, let me redo that, in character: ‘Dey have they’re exits an’ entrences; An one guy will play a lotta parts’.

“I take it your real name isn’t Rocco,” Rue added, alert to any sign of gender-mandated console on what might easily be interpreted as her being at a loss; choosing to ignore a slight flush of self-consciousness, Rocco replied, “About as much as your’s is Rue.”

Glancing at her Longines La Grande Classique, “We’d better get back to the hotel, I believe our host Cyrus assumes he’ll be entertaining me tonight, keep your phone on vibrate, if you don’t mind.”

Pushing her chair back with her right knee, Rue extended her hand, “Kasia”; Rocco, bending at the waist in order to lift his own chair back silently, rose with her, took her hand, “Michael”.

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Wednesday -the Wakefield Doctrine- ‘…between fiction and reality. Does it really matter where the line is drawn?’

July 19, 2023 By clarkscottroger

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

Hey! You’ve been good Readers. A ‘reward’ is surely in order. And what do Readers, (or audiences or (those) curious about a sequence), enjoy more than what used to be called trailers?

Trailers-with-backstories-and-the-opportunity-to-influence-the-ongoing-Narrative!

So here are the current Serial Sixes and some behind the scenes*.

Rue DeNite: originally from Martha’s Vineyard (we think); has a child but she taken away; is a dancer at the Bottom of the Sea Strip Club and Lounge; the owner, Lou Ceasare, thinks highly enough of her to send her on a dangerous reconnaissance mission in Miami (FLA)
Ian Devereaux: he and Leanne are still an item; he and Diane are not, (through no fault of either), given their respective predominant worldviews; spending almost too-much time in his office (or at the Bottom of the Sea)
Six Sentence Café & Bistro: well, lets take a roll-call: the Proprietors, Tom, the Sophmore (kinda of a timetraveler), an excellent doggie, and a summer waning, which almost surely demands a barbecue

Alright, what does this have to do with the three little bears?**

*Waay big caveat here, yo. These serials are total SOP. That said, valid insight/suggestion as to characters are not ignored.

** flashback to college dorm days… you can only imagine… picture if you will an: 18 y.0. clark, scott and roger!

That picture of the three no-longer college-age progenitors at the top of the post? Erase the wrinkles, restore the hair, reduce the weight (somewhat) and cleanse their minds of the years of love-and-loss, hope-and-disappointment, dreams-and-dimming-energies. Friends who had sufficient complimentary foibles and faults to make each a better person, some in the immediate context and others in the far-distant future, when time and age distills each of the three closer and closer to their true spirits.

Clearly they haven’t aged a day.