My writing career started late in life. As a teenager in high school, I had so many stories floating around inside my head that I thought it would be great to be an author until a high school teacher told me my writing wouldn’t amount to anything.
Heartbroken, I gave up on my dream, married, and began raising my family. I somehow survived my first husband’s death, a divorce, and another relationship that wasn’t exactly going as I had planned. I still believed in that happily ever after story would come my way, but it wasn’t until I was talking to a friend of mine that I finally knew what direction my life would take. I had been telling him I should write that novel that’s been waiting for me for all these years. He in turn asked me, “What’s stopping you?”
I think a light bulb went off inside my head that day and I began to write my first Regency manuscript with the help of my daughters who chose the character names. Two and a half years later, I was almost finished with it when a vision of a castle sitting on a cliff began to take shape inside my head. Character’s quickly started forming and it took everything in me to try to stay focused enough to finish my other work. It was no easy task.
Pandora’s Box had been opened. Even if I’d wanted to shut the lid, it was an impossible task!
I can’t begin to tell you the number of times when I’ve completely zoned out with whatever I was doing when my characters start to talk to me. They pick up their dialog wherever I’ve left them in my writing as if they’ve been tapping their feet while impatiently waiting for me to get back to work. What could be more important than me getting their thoughts onto my laptop? I plan to take them in one direction and I think I’ve got it all figured out, but they will tell me, in no uncertain terms, if they don’t like where their story is going.
Sometimes it’s better to just let them have their way, otherwise they tend to keep me up at night. Jabber, jabber, jabber and more jabber…all these conversations going on that they could have been having with me during the day when I had my laptop out staring at a blank screen. Yet they choose the middle of the night to let me hear their voices. I throw off the covers and get the laptop out and write because I’d never remember any of it in the morning. That’s just how they work.
Yes…I have voices inside my head that can be annoying, but I am thankful all the same. So many books to write…so little time. I’d best get busy!
Sherry Ewing is a self-published author who writes historical and paranormal romance novels to awaken the soul one heart at a time. Her debut historical romance, If My Heart Could See You, hit Amazon’s top ten bestseller list only two days after the paperback release. Always wanting to write a novel but busy raising her children, she finally took the plunge in 2008 and wrote her first Regency. She is a national and local member of Romance Writers of America since 2012 and is currently editing her soon to be released second novel, For All of Ever. When Sherry is not busy writing, she can be found in the San Francisco area at her day job as an Information Technology Specialist.
For Amiria of Berwyck, defeat does not come easily as she watches her home and clan being ripped asunder. When the very enemy who has laid siege to her home demands her fealty, she will do whatever it takes to protect her people including a hastily concocted ruse that quickly begins to unravel. All too soon, she starts to question whether she can forgive herself for betraying those she has sworn to protect.
Dristan of Blackmore, champion knight of King Henry II, has a reputation to uphold as the Devil’s Dragon. After his invading army conquers Berwyck castle, he sets out to manage the newly claimed estate by training its knights in the art of proper defense. At first, everything appears as it should be, or is it? Betrayed by those he believed he could trust, he must first set aside his anger before he can make room in his heart for love.
Together they are tied by an unspoken bond. As they begin to rebuild the land and unite their people, forces beyond their control attempt to tear apart their fragile truce and only time will tell if love will forever bring them together.