Tramp, Tramp, Tramp To Submission
For my story in When The Hero Comes Home, I started out thinking about something completely new. Because of my love of Howard Pyle, the first e-mail from the editors started me thinking about a soldier going "tramp, tramp, tramp" up the road. But that tale didn't quite have the feel that I wanted and I ended up filing away those story fragments for future reference.
Instead, as the deadline drew nearer and this writer's thoughts grew darker, I remembered another story beginning that I had, one I'd always liked, that stated "She spun widdershins three times and spat in the coal dust."
What I liked then, and now, was that "widdershins" is one of those lovely old words that you encounter in fairytales. "Coal dust," however, belongs to a whole different category. So why both in the same sentence? What about a world where magic and technology warred, and sometimes a hero ended up scraping spells in coal dust as she tried to run away from her mistakes?
By the time I was done, it was a completely different story that I originally envisioned but the "Ashes of the Bonfire Queen" fit the theme in the way that I wanted.
If you read this anthology, you'll find a number of other authors tackled the same question about what happens when heroes go home and came up with completely different answers. And that's always the interesting part of being involved in a project like this.
As for the other soldier, the one going "tramp, tramp, tramp" up the road, she's been filed away for another day. Because somebody will ask me for a story and it will be the right road for that hero.