A few characters are being fleshed out in my mind, but the difficulty is not falling into the beloved clichés of the Western genre. There will be no white hats, no hooker-with-a-heart-of-gold characters, and no mustachioed bad guys.
The hero himself is a bit of a villain, but not the villain. I haven’t determined his Civil War loyalties, though I know he found himself on the wrong side with both factions.
There will be a love interest–probably more than one. I do not consider him a ladies’ man, however. He’s a huricane that just happens to make landfall sometimes.
Oh, and no tumbleweeds.
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