Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Wednesday, 14 October 2015
A haunted house?
For tonight's countdown to Halloween post, I carry on about haunted places. On Sunday, I blogged about a haunted castle, yesterday about a haunted hotel (more precisely a haunted hotel room) in a work of fiction. So here is a picture that my wife took when she was in the bus on her way to uni. It is of a small, dingy, abandoned house... Which looks a lot like a haunted house would, if there are such things as haunted houses (which I seriously doubt). An abandoned house that is in a state of disrepair always looks a bit haunted, certainly malevolent. I blogged about haunted houses back in 2010. I am fascinated by them since childhood, but I have a problem with haunted houses as plot device: the moment ghosts start appearing, anyone can just leave the darn place. I am still wondering how I could write the story of a haunted house and make it believable. Looking at this one, this home that is no longer home sweet home, I can at least image many dangers in its narrow space: demons summoned by careless teenagers, murderous madmen, werewolves, vampires... And ghosts. At least one ghost. But why would the living go there and stay when things start getting ugly, that is the big question to answer. And you, what does this picture inspire you?