Hello, there. Stuck around to the bitter end, huh? Okay, you must want to find out a little about me. I’m not sure why. You may want to delve into that deeper with your therapist. In the meantime, here it goes.
When I told my parents about my imaginary friends as a preschooler, they may have suspected I’d end up doing something creative. The novel I started in the third grade should’ve clinched it. Still, my mom wanted me to be the first woman president (yes, of the United States). I think she still might. However sorry I was to disappoint her (not really), writing is way more my thing! Besides, I can’t pull off pantsuits.
Third grade was a big year for me. I started my first novel, debuted scenes from that novel to my classmates, and made straight A’s – not sure if that correlates, but it happened. Now that I think of it, that was also the year I got baptized and first got in trouble at school (don’t tell my mom). Again, not sure that correlates, and I’m not sure which happened first. Hopefully, the baptism came after the trouble. Anyway, writing was my thing, solidified in third grade.
Just because you know what you want to do with your life doesn’t mean it’s going to happen easily. Writing’s never been a choice, but it’s always a challenge, particularly the publishing side of it. It took forever to get here. It’s been a long, bumpy, often dark road with fallen rocks and booby traps. But, I’ve managed to go slowly and stay out of the ditches.
When I’m not navigating that, I’m living a regular, coffee-fueled, race-around-town life. Joe and I have been married… I forget… a long time. We have two super cute kids, Ethan and Abby. We live in Williamsburg, Virginia with our two dogs. We like keeping things real with dog hair on the floor and dust on the picture frames. We kick it old school by being really involved with our church and by enjoying the simple things. Walks in the park. Cruising in the Jeep. Laughing at everything. If I could just move the beach to my backyard, then everything would be perfect.
Yes, the beach. I love it. Could you tell? Though it’s not far away, it’s not close enough. In the Bible, God’s love is described as too great to understand fully and we are challenged to understand “how wide, how long, how high, and how deep His love is” (Ephesians 3:18-19). The ocean helps me conceptualize God’s love, so it’s no wonder that I feel closest to him there. God and I are tight always, but we’re really hanging out when we’re at the beach.
Right about now, it’s time to close the book. There’s more to come, promise. But, if you can’t wait, check me out online at www.jessicasherry.com. If you dare, contact me, because right now, this relationship is seriously one-sided. Sign up for my email list and you’ll really join in the fun. Peace out!