{"id":55,"date":"2022-08-30T01:28:00","date_gmt":"2022-08-30T01:28:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bootstrapindie.com\/?p=55"},"modified":"2022-08-30T01:28:00","modified_gmt":"2022-08-30T01:28:00","slug":"worldbuilding-in-the-cozy-mystery","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bootstrapindie.com\/?p=55","title":{"rendered":"Worldbuilding in the Cozy Mystery"},"content":{"rendered":"<\/p>\n<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: left;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEhSYDSA3HrRR78MmqEK2TkImu8Sosg47Y0gqs7EG-1mtSqSqkgfdUKWIe71CvYeAtmjAXfCsHaaDeYGoY_dYAOCn6mNpJ73tslC0uBmj8xNZ_LekIPrQnYV8jwSD-dcONpK4OiYwgq4I4SxWo7lSoDVNA4yPn_bZVXFaujIqmOKscJj8Za9olMYLA6VKA\/s600\/cozy%20setting.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" data-original-height=\"496\" data-original-width=\"600\" height=\"530\" src=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEhSYDSA3HrRR78MmqEK2TkImu8Sosg47Y0gqs7EG-1mtSqSqkgfdUKWIe71CvYeAtmjAXfCsHaaDeYGoY_dYAOCn6mNpJ73tslC0uBmj8xNZ_LekIPrQnYV8jwSD-dcONpK4OiYwgq4I4SxWo7lSoDVNA4yPn_bZVXFaujIqmOKscJj8Za9olMYLA6VKA\/w640-h530\/cozy%20setting.jpg\" width=\"640\" \/><\/span><\/a><\/div>\n<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><b>Whether you are planning a stand-alone mystery or an entire<br \/>\nseries, the setting of your cozy will play a large role in the success of your<br \/>\nstory.<\/b> Before you even start writing, it\u2019s a good idea to give serious thought<br \/>\nto the world of your sleuth and how this world will interact with the other elements of<br \/>\nyour story.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><b>There are two main components to worldbuilding: the physical<br \/>\nsetting and the intangible elements.<\/b><o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\">Let\u2019s begin by thinking about the physical environment of<br \/>\nyour story world. When is your cozy set? Is it present-day? Is it some time in<br \/>\nthe past? Where is the setting geographically located? Are you modeling your<br \/>\nsetting on a real place you\u2019ve been or a composite of places? Is your setting<br \/>\ncompletely made up?<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\">Don\u2019t forget to define for yourself the climate, topography,<br \/>\nflora, and fauna of your setting. What season is your story set in? How can<br \/>\nweather play a part in your storyline? Do the plants and animals in your<br \/>\nsetting play a role in your storyline?<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><b>When describing your setting, work it into the action<br \/>\ninstead of one big dump of description. <\/b>Below is an expert from my cozy <i>The<br \/>\nGood, the Bad, and the Pugly<\/i> in which our sleuth, Emma, discovers she\u2019s<br \/>\ninherited a rundown roadside tourist attraction called Little Tombstone. During<br \/>\nthe course of the conversation Emma has with her late aunt\u2019s lawyer, we<br \/>\ngradually find out what Little Tombstone is rather than having all that<br \/>\ninformation dumped in one fat paragraph.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><br \/><\/span><a name='more'><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">\u201cAunt<br \/>\nGeraldine is leaving me Little Tombstone?\u201d I asked.<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">\u201cAccording<br \/>\nto the terms of her will, Mrs. Montgomery has left you nearly everything she<br \/>\npossessed, yes,\u201d Mr. Wendell said. \u201cThe few exceptions are addressed in the<br \/>\nlater pages.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">He<br \/>\nsmiled an impersonal smile, displaying a row of very white, very straight<br \/>\nteeth. I doubted Mr. Wendell ever went around for hours, oblivious to the fact<br \/>\nthat part of his lunch was on display every time he opened his mouth. At least<br \/>\neveryone I\u2019d seen since noon would know I was the sort of responsible citizen<br \/>\nwho ate her vegetables and did her part to keep rising health care costs at bay<br \/>\nby practicing preventative medicine.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">I<br \/>\nsmiled back at Mr. Wendell with my lips pressed firmly together. Smiling with<br \/>\nmy mouth shut makes me look slightly deranged, but as Mr. Wendell had obviously<br \/>\nhad extensive dealings with my Great Aunt Geraldine, he shouldn\u2019t be surprised<br \/>\nto discover that being slightly deranged runs in the family.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">\u201cI\u2019m<br \/>\ngetting the caf\u00e9 building?\u201d I asked.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">\u201cYes.<br \/>\nThe Bird Cage Caf\u00e9 is included on the deed.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">\u201cAnd<br \/>\nthe little shop with that funny old man\u2014Hank? He runs that weird museum<br \/>\nthingy?\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">\u201cThe<br \/>\nCurio Shop and Museum of the Unexplained, yes. Hank Edwards leases that portion<br \/>\nof the premises, although I understand his rent amounts to a purely symbolic<br \/>\nsum.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">\u201cHank<br \/>\nwill become my tenant?\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">\u201cIn<br \/>\nthe latter half of the will, Mr. Edward\u2019s use of the premises is discussed. It<br \/>\nseems your aunt had granted Mr. Edwards tenancy for life at what seemed to me a<br \/>\nrather reduced rent.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">\u201cHow<br \/>\nreduced?\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">\u201cThe<br \/>\nwill stipulates the rent to remain, in perpetuity, at ten dollars a month.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">If<br \/>\nI hadn\u2019t been so shocked by the will in its entirety, I would have asked a lot<br \/>\nmore questions about the relationship between Hank Edwards and my Great Aunt<br \/>\nGeraldine\u2014not that Mr. Wendell would have been in a position to answer them\u2014but<br \/>\nI didn\u2019t. At the moment, I had more pressing concerns.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">\u201cAunt<br \/>\nGeraldine left me the trailer court too?\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">\u201cYes,<br \/>\nalso with several long-term tenants, although I won\u2019t deceive you that the<br \/>\nrents amount to much. You are free to raise those rents, unlike Mr. Edwards\u2019,<br \/>\nat your discretion.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">\u201cAnd<br \/>\nthe motel?\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">\u201cThere<br \/>\nare the two tourist cottages as well as the eight-room motel, all of which are vacant<br \/>\nand virtually derelict.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">\u201cIf<br \/>\nAunt Geraldine was this loaded,\u201d I pointed down at the documents on Mr.<br \/>\nWendell\u2019s desk, \u201cwhy is Little Tombstone in such bad shape?\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span><span style=\"background-color: #eeeeee; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #666666;\"><i>\u201cI\u2019m<br \/>\nafraid Mrs. Montgomery did not confide in me her reasons for allowing things to<br \/>\nrun into such disrepair.\u201d<\/i><\/span><o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><br \/><\/span><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Josefin Sans&quot;; font-size: large;\"><b>The more your characters interact not only with each other<br \/>\nbut with their environment, the more interesting your story will be.<\/b> The more clearly<br \/>\nyou, as the writer, understand your story world, the more likely you are to make<br \/>\nyour characters interact with it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\">Describe the physical aspects of the community your cozy is<br \/>\nset in. How big is your town? How sprawling? How does the settlement interact<br \/>\nwith the topography?<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\">Consider establishing a few \u201csets\u201d within the larger town<br \/>\nwhere much of the action will take place and decide in advance what these \u201csets\u201d<br \/>\nlook like. How are the buildings where the action occurs laid out? Are they<br \/>\ntidy or unkempt? In pristine or falling apart at the seams?<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Josefin Sans&quot;; font-size: large;\">Returning to an example from <i>The Good, the Bad, and the<br \/>\nPugly<\/i>, Emma sees Little Tombstone for the first time in three years in the<br \/>\nfollowing passage, and we get an excellent feel for the condition of the place<br \/>\nand are introduced to the Bird Cage Caf\u00e9, an often used \u201cset\u201d during the course<br \/>\nof the entire series.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><br \/><\/span><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">When<br \/>\nwe reached Little Tombstone, a mere half-mile north of Mr. Wendell\u2019s office, it<br \/>\nlooked much as I had left it three years before. Little Tombstone had looked<br \/>\nshabby then, and it looked shabby now.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">According<br \/>\nto the deed, which I\u2019d received along with Aunt Geraldine\u2019s will, Little<br \/>\nTombstone sat on one hundred and fifty acres, but the buildings were clustered<br \/>\non three blocks\u2019 worth of street frontage along Highway 14. The buildings were on<br \/>\nthe far north edge of the tiny village of Amatista, but the bulk of the land attached<br \/>\nto Little Tombstone extended into rolling hills dotted with sagebrush and<br \/>\ncactus interrupted by the occasional arroyo. <o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">Little<br \/>\nTombstone proper\u2014a haphazard and truncated imitation of the original historic<br \/>\ntown in Arizona\u2014had originally been my grandfather\u2019s idea back in the 1970s,<br \/>\nbut his idea had outlived him by forty years. After my grandfather\u2019s unexpected<br \/>\ndeath left my grandmother a very young and overwhelmed single mother raising a<br \/>\ndaughter on her own, she had invited her sister Geraldine and Geraldine\u2019s husband,<br \/>\nRicky, to move to Amatista and help run the roadside attraction\u2014then in its heyday.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">Judging<br \/>\nby the condition of the place, Little Tombstone\u2019s heyday was over, never to<br \/>\nreturn.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">Mr.<br \/>\nWendell bypassed the eight-unit motel with its broken-out windows and<br \/>\ncollapsing roof and pulled up in front of the Bird Cage Caf\u00e9, the only building<br \/>\nwithin the three blocks\u2019 worth of weather-beaten structures which had any cars parked<br \/>\nin front of it. I pulled into the gravel strip which fronted the dilapidated<br \/>\nboardwalk that tied the whole crumbling monstrosity together.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">Mr.<br \/>\nWendell climbed out of his Land Rover and navigated the broken steps leading up<br \/>\nto the elevated boardwalk with a look on his face that plainly said, \u201cThis<br \/>\nplace is a personal injury lawsuit waiting to happen.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">I<br \/>\nmade a mental note to use a bit of the cash my Great Aunt Geraldine had left<br \/>\nsitting in the bank to get someone out to fix those steps before some poor soul<br \/>\nbroke his neck. <o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">I\u2019d<br \/>\nalways assumed that Aunt Geraldine had let things get in such a sorry state<br \/>\nbecause she lacked the funds to do anything about it, but, based on the assets<br \/>\nenumerated in the list I\u2019d just received from my aunt\u2019s lawyer, I\u2019d assumed<br \/>\nwrong. Aunt Geraldine had been practically rolling in dough.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">Mr.<br \/>\nWendell held open the swinging saloon-style doors, which led into a small open-air<br \/>\nvestibule.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">\u201cYou<br \/>\nmay find that Mrs. Gonzales is still somewhat distraught over your great aunt\u2019s<br \/>\npassing,\u201d he said as we paused in front of the glass door which led into the<br \/>\ncaf\u00e9\u2019s dining room. <o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">I<br \/>\nnoticed one of the panes of glass in the door was broken out and had been<br \/>\ncovered over with an old license plate screwed haphazardly to the frame.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">As<br \/>\nMr. Wendell pushed open the door, a bell jingled overhead. The dining room was<br \/>\nempty except for a wizened old man I immediately recognized as Hank, the<br \/>\nproprietor of the Curio Shop and curator of the Museum of the Unexplained next<br \/>\ndoor. <o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><i><span style=\"background-color: #eeeeee; font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans;\"><span style=\"color: #666666;\">Hank<br \/>\nwas sitting at a table for two in the back corner, sipping a cup of coffee and<br \/>\nsmoking a cigar. He\u2019d overturned one of the little plastic No Smoking signs<br \/>\nthat sat on each table and was using it as an improvised ashtray.<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Josefin Sans&quot;;\">&nbsp;<\/span><\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><i><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Josefin Sans&quot;; font-size: large;\"><br \/><\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><o:p><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><\/span><\/span><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><b>In addition to imagining the physical aspects of your story<br \/>\nworld, you need to consider the people who inhabit it. <\/b><o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\">Aside from your main characters, it\u2019s useful to have a<br \/>\nsupporting cast that is anchored to the place and time of your story world and<br \/>\nhelps reinforce what makes the community unique and colorful. Part of<br \/>\nworldbuilding is creating supporting characters who seem very much at home in<br \/>\nyour story world but would stick out like a sore thumb anywhere else. Supporting<br \/>\ncharacters should be very much a \u201cproduct of their environment.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans;\">In the following passage from <i>The Good, the Bad, and the<br \/>\nPugly<\/i>, we meet Morticia, Little Tombstone\u2019s resident fortune teller.<\/span><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Josefin Sans&quot;;\">&nbsp;<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Josefin Sans&quot;; font-size: large;\"><br \/><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><o:p><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><\/span><\/span><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">The<br \/>\ntrailer court occupied a tumbleweed-strewn lot behind the derelict motel. One<br \/>\ncorner was taken up by a couple of rundown tourist cottages, and the remainder by<br \/>\na double row of narrow concrete slabs with a gravel alley running down the<br \/>\nmiddle. Only three of the twelve slots were occupied. <o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">Morticia\u2019s<br \/>\nmotorhome, which functioned both as her home and business premises, was easily<br \/>\nthe most striking feature of the trailer court. It occupied the prime position<br \/>\nnearest the side street.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">There<br \/>\nwas no danger of anyone passing by without noticing Morticia\u2019s ancient Winnebago.<br \/>\nShe\u2019d painted it every color of the rainbow, and the central feature of the<br \/>\ndesign was an enormous, vaguely menacing eye painted on the side. Underneath the<br \/>\neye were the words: Tarot. Your Future Foretold. Free 10-Minute Readings.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">Morticia<br \/>\nnever charged for the first ten minutes, but she\u2019d always make some breakthrough<br \/>\ndiscovery at the nine-and-a-half-minute mark. Surprisingly often, according to<br \/>\nmy Aunt Geraldine, Morticia\u2019s hapless clients would happily fork over her<br \/>\nstandard rate of three dollars a minute to hear what the cards had belatedly<br \/>\nrevealed.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">Morticia<br \/>\nanswered the door on my first knock. The smell of incense wafted out the open<br \/>\ndoor of the Winnebago, and from within the patchouli-scented interior, I heard<br \/>\na miniature sneeze. <o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #666666;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">\u201cSorry<br \/>\nabout your aunt,\u201d Morticia said without preamble. \u201cSomebody should have told<br \/>\nyou she was sick. I\u2019d have called you myself if I\u2019d known Geraldine was keeping<br \/>\nit from you.\u201d<\/i><\/span><o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><o:p><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><\/span><\/span><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><br \/><\/span><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\">What mannerisms and speech patterns do people in your<br \/>\ncommunity have in common? What are their unique cultural practices and beliefs?<br \/>\nAre they religious? Are they committed to common causes? Are there annual traditions<br \/>\nand celebrations that can work their way into your storylines?<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Josefin Sans&quot;; font-size: large;\">In the following passage, Juanita, a supporting character in<br \/>\nthe Little Tombstone series, is described as a churchgoer, followed by a chunk<br \/>\nof worldbuilding description and an introduction of another supporting character,<br \/>\nPastor Freddy, who also provides \u201clocal color\u201d throughout the series.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><br \/><!--more--><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><i><span style=\"background-color: #eeeeee; font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Josefin Sans&quot;;\"><span style=\"color: #666666;\">Juanita is a big churchgoer. There are two tiny<br \/>\nreligious congregations in Amatista. The Catholics have an ancient adobe chapel<br \/>\nthat gets a visit from a succession of random priests who conduct mass about<br \/>\nevery third Sunday. The other congregation is a group of nondenominational Protestants<br \/>\nwho meet in the back of Freddy Fernandez\u2019s barbershop. Freddy\u2019s barbershop sits<br \/>\nright next to the Bird Cage Caf\u00e9, so it\u2019s certainly convenient. Freddy isn\u2019t<br \/>\nreally a pastor, but that\u2019s what Juanita calls him anyway.<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Josefin Sans&quot;;\">&nbsp;<\/span><\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><i><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Josefin Sans&quot;; font-size: large;\"><br \/><\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><o:p><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><\/span><\/span><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><b>Considering the history of the community can also be a useful<br \/>\nway to make your setting more vivid<\/b> and provide opportunities to come up with<br \/>\nunique story ideas by tying the past to the present, as demonstrated in the following<br \/>\npassage where Emma discovers a bit of local history which is intertwined in the<br \/>\npresent-day mystery.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><br \/><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><o:p><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><\/span><\/span><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">I<br \/>\nmoved on to a scrapbook. It was full of newspaper clippings. They\u2019d been added<br \/>\nover a long period of time, perhaps a span of a decade or so from the mid-1980s<br \/>\nto the mid-1990s, and the only unifying theme seemed to be local history. <o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">There<br \/>\nwas one article about the derelict amethyst mine, which closed in the 1960s and<br \/>\nwhich was responsible for the town of Amatista\u2019s name. There was another about<br \/>\nAmatista being home to New Mexico\u2019s first lady physician in the 1880s (apparently,<br \/>\nthe lady doctor wore a gent\u2019s suit so convincingly that the local populace had<br \/>\nonly discovered they\u2019d not been treated by a man after she herself fell deathly<br \/>\nill). Towards the back of the scrapbook was a series of articles about a<br \/>\nstagecoach robbery.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">According<br \/>\nto the articles, back in 1910, a stagecoach carrying mail to Santa Fe had been<br \/>\nrobbed by two outlaws who murdered the stagecoach driver and made off, not with<br \/>\nthe mail, but with a consignment of gold coins the stagecoach had been<br \/>\ntransporting. The outlaws had been caught within days, not far from the village<br \/>\nof Amatista, but before they were captured, they\u2019d succeeded in stashing the<br \/>\ngold somewhere. One of the robbers had died in prison, and the other had been<br \/>\neighty and in poor health by the time he\u2019d been released. Whether the surviving<br \/>\noutlaw had succeeded in eventually retrieving his ill-gotten gains was<br \/>\nuncertain.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">According<br \/>\nto one article, it had been a major local hobby for a while to go out with a<br \/>\nmetal detector and a shovel and try to find that fortune in old gold coins. There<br \/>\nwas even an article featuring a picture of my Great Uncle Ricky wandering<br \/>\naround in the sagebrush with his metal detector in front of him. The headline<br \/>\nread, \u201cLocal Man Looks for Treasure.\u201d <o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">Tucked<br \/>\ninto the page containing that clipping was a crude map.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">The<br \/>\nmap consisted of several sheets of graph paper taped together with yellowed and<br \/>\nbrittle tape. I gingerly unfolded the papers and tried to make sense of the<br \/>\ndiagram. The buildings of Little Tombstone, the road to Nancy Flynn\u2019s ranch,<br \/>\nand the cemetery were all labeled. Even the arroyo I\u2019d fallen into earlier in<br \/>\nthe night was shown by a pair of faded squiggly parallel lines.<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-size: large;\"><i><br \/><\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Josefin Sans&quot;;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><b>Don\u2019t underestimate the importance of local lore and<br \/>\nsuperstition as part of your worldbuilding. <\/b>Throughout the Little Tombstone<br \/>\nseries, several of the characters maintain a belief in Chupacabras\u2014mythical<br \/>\ncreatures believed by some to inhabit the desert of the American southwest.<br \/>\nThis misapprehension weaves itself into multiple storylines throughout the<br \/>\nseries. Choosing regionally-specific oddities adds richness to your story world.<br \/>\nIn the following excerpt, Emma\u2019s cousin references her young son\u2019s obsession<br \/>\nwith Chupacabras.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><br \/><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><o:p><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><\/span><\/span><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"background-color: #eeeeee; color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\">\u201c<i>We\u2019ve got to do something about Hank.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">Georgia spoke quietly as if worried little ears<br \/>\nwere listening. I could hear Maxwell back in the spare bedroom he currently<br \/>\nshared with his mother. He was solemnly instructing Earp on the hunting habits<br \/>\nof the Chupacabra and how the rare beasts could be observed in the wild if one<br \/>\nwent out in search of them under the full moon.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">I had no doubt where Maxwell had come upon this<br \/>\ninformation. The cornerstone exhibit in Hank\u2019s Museum of the Unexplained consisted<br \/>\nof a family of stuffed Chupacabras. Grandma Wright and Great Aunt Geraldine had<br \/>\nalways insisted the family of mythical creatures were the work of a talented<br \/>\nand highly creative taxidermist, but Hank, himself, was completely convinced of<br \/>\nthe Chupacabras\u2019 authenticity.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><i><span style=\"background-color: #eeeeee; font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans;\">\u201cI wouldn\u2019t worry about Hank influencing Maxwell<br \/>\nto devote his life to the study of Chupacabras,\u201d I told Georgia. \u201cMaxwell will eventually<br \/>\nfigure out Hank\u2019s just a crazy old coot.\u201d<\/span><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: &quot;Josefin Sans&quot;;\">&nbsp;<\/span><\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><i><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: &quot;Josefin Sans&quot;; font-size: large;\"><br \/><\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><o:p><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><\/span><\/span><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\">You don\u2019t need to completely define your story world before<br \/>\nyou start writing but having some idea of what makes your story world unique<br \/>\nand interesting can certainly jumpstart your process and help you come up with more<br \/>\ninteresting storylines.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\">Whenever you define some aspect of your story world, make<br \/>\nsure you note it down. Setting details should become part of your series bible.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\">Early on in your series, settings must be described in<br \/>\ngreater detail. By the time you get to book three in a series, you can ease off<br \/>\non the details, but you should still sketch out enough that readers jumping in mid-series<br \/>\ncan still make sense of what\u2019s going on.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\">Worldbuilding can be one of the most satisfying aspects of<br \/>\nplanning your cozy mystery series. Remember that <b>all those quirky details<br \/>\nunique to your setting are what make your story world such a charming corner of<br \/>\nthe mystery universe. <\/b><o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\">Ultimately, you want both your characters and your readers<br \/>\nto feel a genuine affection for your story world. Here are the final lines from<br \/>\n<i>Lonesome Glove<\/i>, the third Little Tombstone mystery where Emma finally accepts<br \/>\nthat she\u2019s at home:<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><br \/><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><o:p><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><\/span><\/span><\/o:p><\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-family: Josefin Sans; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">I hadn\u2019t been lying to Maxwell. I was crying<br \/>\ntears of happiness. They were also tears of relief. It was as if some invisible<br \/>\ncord tying me to my old life with Frank in California had been irrevocably<br \/>\nsevered, and I was finally free to throw myself wholeheartedly into my new life<br \/>\nat Little Tombstone.<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: Josefin Sans;\"><span style=\"color: #666666; font-size: large;\"><i style=\"background-color: #eeeeee;\">Little Tombstone might be raveling apart at the<br \/>\nseams and its inhabitants collectively several eggs short of an omelet, but<br \/>\nnever had any place felt so much like home.<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Whether you are planning a stand-alone mystery or an entire series, the setting of your cozy will play a large role in the success of your story. 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