Rather than thinking of setting in broad terms (e.g., London, Scotland, the Americas), I’m getting deep into scene setting. Because why not? Also, it might be slightly boring otherwise considering how often the books I read are set in England.
The glittering society party
Lots of scenes in historical romance hinge on grand parties. The dancing, the games, all the ways to get in trouble.
All the ways to get ruined, perhaps.
In the opening of The Rogue Not Taken, Sophie learns just how dangerous a party can be to one’s reputation.
The massive country estate
Everyone needs a good country estate, no? It’s fun to imagine the sprawling home on acres and acres of pristine land. Lots of personal issues shroud a person’s country seat. Memories of terrible childhoods.
Anthony, in The Viscount Who Loved Me, has to deal with memories of his father’s death—but there’s also the not-to-be-missed epic Pal Mal game.
In a carriage (or any small quarters)
Because all the shifting against each other in cramped spaces always lead to high tension. And sometimes, if we’re lucky, a stolen kiss or two or three.
In a study/office/library
There’s something about a study that can bring about all sorts of delicious events.
Whether it’s the heroine hiding under a desk while the hero talks to a former mistress (The Viscount Who Loved Me again) or an interesting lesson in the art of seduction (One Good Earl Deserves a Lover), something interesting is bound to happen.