Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
This is the Doctrine’s contribution to ‘the Unicorn Challenge‘
A photo-prompt bloghop hosted by jenne and ceayr, it has the simplest of rules: keep it at (or under) 250 words.
“Damn”
The man stood on the beach. The sun struggled to banish the clouds, but, much as the approaching metaphors, it had reached a state of exhaustion. Even the Narrator, safe behind invisible quotation marks, frowned.
“Any one of them, is that the plot you’re saddling me with?”
The man smiled. He smiled at the sense of voiceless discomfit. The words were supposed to interlock and, in becoming a chain, lead the Reader to the end of the story. But, like the paper towel that was manufactured on the very day the machine operator’s wife left him, the logic between thoughts were jagged. And jagged, at least in the context of paper towels and alternating POV, was aggravating at best and boring at worst.
“As the main character I must consider each grain of sand on this beach to hold the key to a climax that is both satisfying and reasonable. What kind of Narrator are you? You’re not… no. No. Way.
The Narrator tried to hide, hoping to blend into the scene description, which, after all, appeared to be an expanse of ocean beach. But backing up meant moving other elements of the story.
“I know, you’re an Unreliable Narrator! What, you’re gonna drag out some Garden of Eden trope to distract the Reader from the fact this is not really a story!”
The Narrator looked around desperately. Then he saw it. Salvation. The Fourth Wall.
“I’m telling ceayr that you’re back on the Stream of Consciousness sauce again!”