I wrote over 2,000 words yesterday on a new short, Debtor to Crows, in my Black Fox Mountain setting. I’m not sure I’ve got the tone quite right, but the storyline itself is there, and so is the hero.

It’s important, I think, when starting an entirely new milieu to be in the right frame of mind. Music helps. I didn’t play any music last night, and so I think I hurried, and the prose is a bit starker than what I wanted. Working in a nineteenth century setting is uncomfortable for me; every time I’ve tried it I haven’t been able to get much richness of language. I think a medieval setting lends itself to the grandiose more than a Victorian or Edwardian one. It may take me some time to figure out how to achieve a mythic feel in a setting I associate with Anne of Green Gables.

It sure feels good to write again. I’m trying not to think too far ahead, to the dreaded revision.