In Mexico, Cheryl triggers the magic that follows her home.

After I came home from my trip to Mexico in May of 2012, I knew I wanted to write about it, but there are many books written by women who travel and find themselves. What a drag! I didn’t find myself at all, I just had a wonderful collection of experiences and gained a bunch of really good stories.

I decided I wouldn’t write about my trip unless I had an interesting story for a novel, and I could tailor the trip to fit inside it.

That December 22, 2012, the time of the Winter Solstice and the supposed end of the world: I got an idea! A flash of an idea. I was so fascinated by this idea I wrote an entire novel to pull off the idea.

 

Entering the West is that novel.