Showing posts with label fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fiction. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

What I Wrote Yesterday (3)

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Background: Margold James meets the Angel of Death while watching football, and is told that he is going to die. In this scene he is in a sweat lodge trying to purify himself in preparation for trying to free himself of Death. This the unedited draft as written.


            The Indian Jim Big Crow and five of his friends came to Margold’s house with Bill for the sweat lodge ceremony. They built a fire outside the lodge in which were heated a number of large rocks. In the mean time, Margold, Bill and the Indians stripped, and wrapped themselves in towels. They all went into the lodge, bringing the hot rocks, a pail of water, a ladle, and a couple of smoldering logs. Inside the lodge it was pitch dark, lit only by the glow from the logs. The Indians had a sage stick, which is a