Paranormal Freebies is happy to welcome back our very first guest blogger, Sharon Clare. Sharon is a founder and regular contributor of Romance and Beyond. She has been published in Ontario Art Review, Short Story Library, Quick Brown Fox and Life to Life Magazine. Her prologue for a romantic fantasy, Love of Her Lives, is included in Canadian Voices, 2nd edition, an anthology by emerging Canadian writers, published by Bookland Press. And the full version of Love of her Lives will be out soon from Crimson Romance (a division of Adams Media). Please join me in welcoming Sharon Clare.
The Seed that Sprouted a Warrior
By Sharon Clare
As paranormal writers, I believe we have one thing in common—the ability to suspend reality, to suspend disbelief, to suspend closed minds.
I have no problem suspending reality. I embrace fantasy and am quite happy living in my head where fantastical realities are part of everyday story making. Since I’m not quite sure how to explain some of the real life magic I’ve experienced in my life, I tweak it and twist it and turn it into story scenes.
Since this is a paranormal crowd, I think it’s the perfect venue to share the seed that grew into Calum, the spirit guide in my paranormal romance manuscript Love of Her Lives.
A few weeks ago, on Romance and Beyond, I wrote about my research into past lives. One of the issues that prompted that past life regression session was a ‘visit’ I received, a man burned into my brain, a single moment that led to an unforgettable sequence of events.
One day, years ago, I was putting away laundry when suddenly an image exploded in my head. Exploded may be a bit strong, but this was an image unlike anything I’d experienced: a man, dressed in costume. A man I didn’t just see, but I also felt strongly.
All the people who matter to me have a feeling. If I picture them, I also feel who they are, what they mean to me. Usually this feeling builds over time, as I get to know them, but with this man, I had a sense of him right away, although his face was completely foreign to me. Who the heck was he? And why did he intrude in my head?
This wasn’t something that faded. Weeks later, I still felt him. By this time, I knew his name—John. I decided to do some research. He wore a costume, so off to the library I went. I found a first century roman warrior in the same garb. This provided no clarity at all. Why did a roman warrior visit me? Who was he to me? Or was I just losing it? Had my imagination run amuck?
Do you ever notice that when you ask a question of the cosmos, you tend to get an answer?
I put the warrior out of my mind.
A few weeks passed and one night after being out with friends, I came home around 1 am. I noticed the light on in my daughter Ashley’s room, and since she was on the east coast, I thought, hmm, her sister’s been in her room. I turned on my bedroom light and went into the bathroom to wash up.
That’s when he showed up. All around me I felt John, or I thought I did. I stopped what I was doing. A bit exasperated, I asked the question, are you real???
The lights went out. Pitch black enfolded me. My heart stopped. I nearly peed my pants.
Then the lights came back on. Okay, I had my answer. I wouldn’t doubt any more.
The next morning, I mentioned to my daughter Megan that we’d had a power failure the night before, she should reset her clock, I should reset the clocks, we always have to reset clocks when the power goes out. When I went to do this, I noticed that none of the main floor clocks were out. As a matter of fact, the only clocks in the house that were out, were my bedroom and Ashley’s bedroom—the only two rooms with lights on the night before.
Only the lights that happened to be on were turned off. It wasn’t a power failure. It was more like someone turned out the lights.
Nonetheless, I checked the circuit breakers. My room and Ashley’s room are even on different circuits.
So I decided to welcome John. See what he had to teach me because this is the way my mind works when I suspend my disbelief.
As we writers do, John was the seed that became Calum, my temperamental warrior spirit guide. A man hopelessly in love with his soul mate and not pleased when she decided to leave him behind in the Upper World and live a life on Earth without him. It was a nice try. Calum’s not the type of man to be left behind.
You can read Calum’s story soon. I’m excited to say I’ve just signed a contract with Crimson Romance for Love of Her Lives, a paranormal romance!
I love it when I see magic in the real world. Where do you find your paranormal seeds?



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Yesterday, when I was weighing whether it’s better to eat a large cheap chocolate bunny or a smaller, high quality bunny, I came across a new Easter treat: Chocolate, shaped like a fish, and molded with the word JESUS. You know, like the bumper stickers? And it got me thinking about Easter, and Ostara.


