Write On, Wednesday: Injecting Symbolism, Part 2: Doors & Gates
By Leslie Lindsay If you happened to catch last Wednesday’s post, then you know I’ve been pleasantly surprised with the themes that have cropped up in my WIP. Last week, it was the (now extinct) passenger piegeons that cropped up, darkening the skies of my fictional world. At the time they were written into the manuscript, I had a little knowledge of these creepy birds. Today, it’s all about gates, doors, thresholds. At a recent workshop in Madison, Wisconsin a fellow critiquer read an excerpt of a chapter. An old creaky gate blowing in the wind triggered a moment of weirdness for the main character who happened to be looking out her bedroom window at the time. Another person in the group admits, “I don’t get the gate. What’s the deal with that?” “Well…” I hemmed and hawed. “I like it.” Plus, it has something to do with the rest of the book. There’s an old gate to an orphange, which we’ll “meet” later. The first woman said, “Oh, you’ve got to keep it; oftentimes, gates …