I’ve considered setting important in my work. It becomes as recognisable as a character. A character may dress a particular way, have a lined face or limp for example. A setting meanwhile may be so hot you can almost feel heatwaves waft out of the pages. It may take you through bush thick with damp and mosquitoes. Or the clatter of a city. Like characters it behaves a particular way and at times unpredictably. It brings mood and atmosphere into a story. I recently had a short story accepted for an anthology on Paris. I tried so hard to recreate the feeling of being in that city I almost forgot a story needed to be told. Once on a bus from Dublin to Belfast I was struck by the brilliant shades of green. I knew that radiance would find its way into a story one day. (It fermented for a few years before it did). Setting can be a large part of the foundation a story is built on.