I am a pyro–no doubt about it. As a kid I surreptitiously experimented with bonfires to see what would or wouldn’t burn, and lost my eyebrows as a result! Now one of my few favorite things about winter is the chance to keep a fire going, and I use candles in all of my decorating. Life is more interesting with a flame close by, wouldn’t you agree?
Of course, I did learn something from the many small burns and blisters of my youth. I’ll also never forget the awful smell of my own singed hair, on those times when my eyebrows disappeared. Fire is scary destructive, and as a child growing up in the inter-mountain west I had nothing but scorn for the idiot people who started the wildfires that we’d watch with fear nearly every summer.
Given all that, it’s no surprise that one of the most emotionally intense moments in Storm of Attraction takes place with candles burning–
–and I suspect it’s impossible to think of the ending without fear of fire blooming in the reader’s heart. So far Willowdale Book 2 has managed to avoid being burned by my fire obsession. Probably because I’m playing with ice in that one. But book 3 will more than make up for that, since–as I have the books planned–it will take place during Willowdale’s annual Renaissance Faire, and my heroine will be a fire dancer!
I’ve always been fascinated by fire dancers, and attended any events I could to see them perform. Doing the research to get this right, then, will be a delight and I’m looking forward to every minute of it. However, that doesn’t mean I think it will all be glam! Last weekend I showed up in sticky heat for an event where I hoped to ask the performing fire dancers some of my questions, but this is as close as I got.
Kinda hard to study technique when you’re standing on a hill peering over the crowd, wishing for stilts! Thankfully I have a couple of other sources, and plenty of time to develop book 3 since I’m still doing rewrites on book 2. But in the back of my mind, while I play with the snow queen themes of my Senator’s daughter, and how to thaw the love she has for her wounded warrior…a small fire is burning for the next book. Because fire is dangerous and deadly, but there’s so much of wonder and passion in it, too! And I don’t know about you, but I’m no good at staying away from danger. 😉