How This Book Came About
Kerrie’s Quest for Passion
I admit it. When I wrote Passion’s Four Towers I set myself up to write a sequel. But I couldn’t coax Gerard and Edgar to come out and play. Their encounters with Yvonne apparently wore them out.
Kerrie, dead at the time I wrote about her daughters, was more than willing to let me tell her story. In fact, she shrieked like a banshee, wailed like Marley’s ghost complete with rattling chains. In short she acted like the bitch her daughters thought she was.
Being a pantser—someone who doesn’t plot beyond a very basic story idea—I had so much fun learning about what drove this woman to marry three times and have children with each of her husbands. Having written Passion’s Four Towers, I knew the names of Kerrie’s husbands and that led to how I organized Kerrie’s book—one for each husband with entr’acts that were solely about this remarkable woman.Remarkable? After I’d written her as a sex-starved woman who might have murdered her husbands once they’d provided an heir? Well, yes. Because, in Kerrie’s world protecting her children and Marchonland meant everything. And she learned a valuable lesson. In the end, love is all that matters.
Dee Brice
Erotic Fantasies Where Nothing is Forbidden
