Setting often plays a key role in my stories–I find it critical to a character’s state of mind. Weather also plays an important role in how both the reader and character experience setting. In my post-apocalyptic Feast of Weeds series, Corrina experiences the end of the world during a Northern California winter. In this city along the river, winter means fog. A thick, suffocating, blanket of fog, which pretty much represents how Corrina feels when her world falls apart, armed soldiers capture her husband, she’s betrayed, infected, almost killed–and that’s just the first couple of chapters.
These are some of the fog pictures I’ve taken that helped inspire my settings in Book #1 (the man in a few of the pics is my husband–I told him to act scary):