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, as an image-prompt bloghop it has but one rule: stories are not to exceed 250 words in length.
“Oh, man!”
“Come on!”
The Writer shifted in his chair as he tee’d up the image-prompt from his third favorite bloghop.
Winter’s relatives, ice and snow, sat listlessly outside the window of his office. The Writer glanced at the smudged and streaked document, its title broken into near-illegibility by the seasonal process of crumple-in-rejection and smoothing-of-resignation. In a fit of irony, all his mind’s eye could discern was ‘Do (Not) Re(s)us(citat)e‘
The man sighed. Absentmindedly, he spun the faux-bronze coin on his desk.
The second-to-first optical illusion caught his aye, as the old appetite began its slow, internal massage. Lacking the rough, ‘let’s get through the foreplay’ of a young author, the overtures of his addiction felt relaxing. The slow familiarity of the urge, far more dangerous to a mature tale-spinner. As if by subversive intent, its centrifugal spin transformed the disc into a globe, the words embossed on each side, obscured, neutered.
Looking back at the photo image on the screen broke the hypnotic lure of the spinning coin and, in the way of countless unanticipated plot-twists that beckoned him down the endless path, he saw only the wet-dark threshold of the gate. The spell was broken.
Pushing away from his computer, he left the room, started his car and headed to the only safe place he knew.
“I’m a Writer. For me one Garden of Eden metaphor is too many and a thousand are not enough.”
“Hi, Writer!”
