Fire
This entry was posted on 9/1/2006 10:59 AM and is filed under On Writing.
Today I'm back working on my fire scene, wherein our hero/heroine realize each other's worth, and the baddies die horrible deaths. Is this a cliche? And yet, with a gothic, I feel compelled to have a fire in there somewhere. It washes everything clean, so the main characters can begin again without the old possessions of generations past weighing them down.
How do we cleanse ourselves in real life? Fire is awful. There's a house in my neighborhood that partially burned down in May. The neighbors had a hard time persuading the children in the house at the time that it was really on fire and to get out, and the fire department didn't show up for 11 minutes, which apparently is catastrophic. Or so I hear... For months the house has been covered in blue tarp, with tall chain link fence enclosing it and waste bins blocking the driveway. The grass was tall and ruined. But just last night, I finally saw signs of renewal, and the entire second floor is being rebuilt.
If you were that family, would you want to live there again?