I am a crappy Corsican.

Why?

Because I can’t make a freaking fire in our freaking fireplace.  emoticon

Over an hour I spent trying to get a flame going… but no.. the corsican fire gods scoffed and spat on my effort.  Perhaps literally.  No fire for you!

Personally, I think it’s the wood.  You see, I’m using compressed lumber that was kindly donated to us by my cousin, who felt sorry that we didn’t yet use our fireplace since now Corsica is Land Of The Cold. (Well, it isn’t really.. but *they* think anything below 17 degrees Celsius is just Cold…)

Anyway, he went to visit his friend and then stopped by our place today and we unloaded about 2 big boxes of this wood he got for me.  Basically, they are "end pieces" from his friends woodshop.  It’s lumber, like the kind you would make big roof rafters out of.  (Think 8" by 8" huge blocks of wood cut into pieces about 2 feet long each.)  Did I mention that the wood is wet?

But.. I’m still a bit discouraged nonetheless.  After all, I have my pyrotechnic license for crying out loud. I am a certified fire maker.  I *love* fire.  Fire loves me.  We have a relationship.  A friendship.  An agreement. I will love fire and nurture it and make it big and strong.  Fire just has to show up.

Damn fire.

So what is it? What am I doing wrong? Is it the wood or is there some kind of trick to making a fire in a fireplace or something? Is there a secret Corsican fire starting ritual that I didn’t perform?  I used paper… I used small little wood pieces that I sort of chipped off from the blocks of wood… I even stole a few "normal" pieces of branches from my Uncles stash of wood.  (Shhh)

The problem is that the fire starts up, and even crackles and pops for a while.  But then it slowly begins to wither and finally dies after a while.  If I blow on it… it gets bigger of course.. but then I start getting dizzy and I don’t want to pass out and wake up in the hospital as a roasted Henri-kabob.

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Tomorrow I’m going to stuff my incredible sense of humility into the closet and call my Uncle to see if he’ll let me watch him light his fire in his own fireplace. I’m sure he’ll laugh at me and make a few jokes out of it.. in fact I know this will be a running joke for a while… but you know what?  Electrical heat is expensive, and my desire to save money on heating is higher then my desire to retain my pride.

Besides, I can always prove my firestarting abilities at a later date by showing him how to make a home-made flamethrower.  He’ll like that.

Wish me luck! I hope he shows me nice and slow (like when he’s teaching me a new French word), because I don’t want to miss any slight-of-hand super secret tricks. Maybe he uses special matches?  I don’t know.  I still think the problem is the wood.

If I can’t get it after watching him, then I’m resorting to lighter fluid.  Pretty sure that’ll work. And hey, the house is made out of concrete so what’s the worst that can happen.  Yes, I have medical insurance.

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