Friday, 12 September 2025

Where Do Romance Authors Find Inspiration? - Arabella Sheen

 



Where Do Romance Writers Find Their Inspiration?

Romance novels have a way of pulling us into a world where emotions run high and the promise of connection keeps us turning the pages. But behind every story of heart-fluttering first meetings and happily-ever-afters lies a spark—an origin point that nudges a writer to ask, What if?

For romance writers, inspiration rarely comes from just one source. Instead, it flows from everyday life, personal memories, art, history, and even dreams. Let’s step into the many places where love stories are born.

1. Everyday Encounters

Inspiration often hides in plain sight. For many romance writers, it isn’t a grand gesture or an elaborate setting that sparks a story—it’s the subtle, everyday moments that most people overlook. A lingering glance exchanged across a café table, the quiet electricity of two strangers reaching for the same book in a shop, or the gentle brush of hands while boarding a crowded train can become the seed of an entire novel.

What transforms these small interactions into something larger is the writer’s instinct to wonder, What if? What if that shy smile led to a conversation? What if those two strangers kept crossing paths until fate—or perhaps stubborn persistence—pulled them together? What if this fleeting, ordinary moment was the beginning of something extraordinary?

These everyday encounters are powerful because they feel real. Readers recognize them from their own lives—the “almost” connections, the spark that never had a chance to catch fire, the chance meetings that linger in memory. Romance writers take these fragments of possibility and expand them into stories of longing, discovery, and devotion.


2. Personal Experience

Many writers reach into their own histories when crafting romance. The blush of a first crush, the sting of heartbreak, or the quiet warmth of a long partnership can all find their way into fiction. The details may change—characters are invented, settings are reimagined—but the emotions remain raw and authentic.

A writer who once fell in love unexpectedly on a trip might channel that whirlwind into a story of two characters meeting abroad. Someone who has endured heartbreak might shape those feelings into a tale of resilience, where love is lost and then found again in surprising ways. Even long-married authors often draw from the tenderness and unspoken rituals of daily companionship, showing that love isn’t only about sparks—it’s about endurance, trust, and choosing each other again and again.

This weaving of personal truth into fictional worlds allows writers to connect deeply with readers. The feelings leap off the page because they are lived, remembered, and felt once more in the act of writing.


3. History and Mythology

Love has always been at the center of human storytelling. Some romance writers turn to the past, mining history and mythology for inspiration. There’s something timeless about the forbidden courtships of bygone eras, the grandeur of royal marriages, or the whispered secrets of lovers forced to meet in shadow.

Myths, too, are brimming with passion—both joyous and tragic. The devotion of Orpheus, willing to risk the underworld for Eurydice, or the eternal longing of Psyche and Eros can be retold in new ways, echoing in contemporary characters who face different, yet equally compelling obstacles. By borrowing from these ancient narratives, writers tap into themes of love that transcend time: sacrifice, destiny, and the hunger to belong to another soul.

When a writer draws on history or myth, they’re not just telling a love story—they’re reminding us that romance is as old as humanity itself, a thread connecting us across centuries.


4. Travel and New Surroundings

For many, love and place are deeply intertwined. A romance novelist walking down the narrow streets of Florence, hearing music drift from a balcony, or watching the sun sink into the sea on a Greek island might find their imagination blooming with possibilities. A cityscape filled with strangers and stories becomes the perfect backdrop for unexpected encounters, while a secluded countryside can set the stage for intimacy and rediscovery.

Travel offers novelty—a chance to step outside of daily routines. Writers absorb the colors, scents, and textures of a new environment, then ask how those elements might shape two characters’ journey toward love. Would a bustling New York café give birth to a whirlwind romance between a barista and a harried writer? Could a quiet beach in Bali become the healing ground for two wounded hearts?

The beauty of travel-inspired stories is that they sweep readers away, not just into a romance, but into the sensory experience of another place. It’s escapism at its most enchanting.


5. Music and Art

Art has always stirred passion, and for many writers, it becomes the heartbeat of their stories. A single song can unlock a flood of emotions—a melody that conjures nostalgia, or lyrics that capture the ache of longing. Writers often play music as they write, letting the rhythm dictate the flow of a scene, or they may build entire plots around the feelings one song evokes.

Visual art, too, can spark romance. A painting of lovers intertwined, a photograph of strangers sharing a laugh, or even a sculpture that captures intimacy can push a writer to imagine the backstory. Who are these people? What bound them together? What trials did they face before this moment of closeness?

By drawing on art, writers infuse their stories with mood, tone, and depth. Readers may not hear the same song or see the same painting, but they’ll feel the resonance in the prose.


6. Dreams and Daydreams

Sometimes the muse arrives when the writer isn’t even awake. Dreams often gift surreal, intense scenarios that beg to be written down. A fleeting vision of two strangers embracing in the rain, or a vivid dream about a love that feels achingly real, can become the blueprint for a new story.

Daydreaming, too, plays an important role. Writers are often natural observers and wanderers of thought, allowing their minds to drift into possibilities during quiet moments. Waiting in line, staring out a window, or sitting alone in a park can be fertile ground for imagining what might happen if two strangers’ paths crossed—or if an ordinary day took a wildly romantic turn.

These subconscious sparks are often the most magical, because they carry a sense of spontaneity and mystery—much like love itself.


7. Readers Themselves

Romance authors are often readers first. They devour the genre, not only for enjoyment but for inspiration. A beloved trope, like “enemies to lovers,” might encourage a writer to put their own spin on it. Others may feel compelled to reinvent the “forbidden love” storyline, asking: What if this time, they actually succeed?

Inspiration also comes from listening to what readers crave. Some long for stories that reflect their own experiences—whether it’s second chances after divorce, romances that span cultures, or love stories that break away from traditional norms. Writers often rise to the challenge, weaving fresh narratives that honor the diversity of human connection.

In this way, readers are co-creators of romance fiction. Their desires, hopes, and curiosities fuel the imaginations of the very writers they adore.


Some Thoughts...

Romance writers are alchemists. They take scraps of life—a smile, a heartbreak, a song, a dream—and transform them into stories that remind us of love’s power. Their inspiration comes from everywhere and anywhere, but it all circles back to the same truth: love is universal, and its possibilities are endless.

So the next time you find yourself lingering on a stranger’s smile, lost in a song, or swept away by a dream, remember: you may already be living in the opening chapter of a romance novel.


Wishing you all the best…

Arabella Xxx


About Arabella Sheen



Arabella Sheen is a British author of contemporary romance and likes nothing more than the challenge of starting a new novel with fresh ideas and inspiring characters.
One of the many things Arabella loves to do is to read. And when she’s not researching or writing about romance, she is either on her allotment sowing and planting with the seasons or she is curled on the sofa with a book, while pandering to the demands of her attention-seeking cat.
Having lived and worked in the Netherlands as a theatre nurse for nearly twenty years, she now lives in the south-west of England with her family.
Arabella hopes her readers have as much pleasure from her romance stories as she has in writing them.

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Friday, 5 September 2025

12-Week Romance Novel Writing Plan - Arabella Sheen

 


12-Week Romance Novel Writing Plan

Have you ever considered writing a novel using a 12-week step-by-step plan that you can follow to go from idea to a finished first draft of your romance novel? I’ve broken this process down into weekly goals so your writing plan can feel structured but still manageable.


Phase 1: Foundation & Planning (Weeks 1–2)

Week 1 – Story Seeds & Characters

  • Define your central romance (Who falls in love? What’s keeping them apart?).
  • Flesh out your protagonists: goals, fears, flaws, chemistry.
  • Write short bios + “why they need each other.”
  • Optional: Create a mood board or playlist.

Week 2 – Plotting the Romance Beats

  • Map your story arc (meet-cute → attraction → obstacles → climax → resolution).
  • Decide on POV (single or dual perspective).
  • Write a chapter-by-chapter rough outline.
  • Set your draft word goal (e.g., 70k words → ~e.g., 10k plus per week).

 

Phase 2: Drafting Momentum (Weeks 3–8)

Week 3 – Beginning (Act I)

  • Write the opening setup + meet-cute.
  • Introduce both protagonists’ lives and internal conflicts.
  • Target: 7k - 10k plus words.

Week 4 – Building Attraction

  • Write scenes showing chemistry, banter, tension.
  • Drop hints of their deeper wounds or fears.
  • Target: 7k - 10k plus words.

Week 5 – Rising Tension

  • Write the middle section: attraction grows, but obstacles loom (examples: miscommunication, outside pressure).
  • Add subplots (friends, work, family) to deepen the story.
  • Target: 7k - 10k plus words.

Week 6 – Midpoint / First Major Conflict

  • Write the “point of no return”: something significant brings them closer but also raises the stakes.
  • Target: 7k - 10k plus words.

Week 7 – Falling Apart

  • Write the darkest moment: a betrayal, misunderstanding, or external event that separates them.
  • Target: 7k - 10k plus words.

Week 8 – Climax & Resolution

  • Write the emotional reconciliation + grand gesture (big payoff of the romance).
  • Finish with a satisfying ending (HEA or HFN).
  • Target: 7k - 10k plus words.

 

Phase 3: Revision & Polishing (Weeks 9–12)

Week 9 – Big Picture Edits

  • Reread your draft once without editing.
  • Identify pacing issues, missing beats, or flat character arcs.
  • Jot down “big fixes.”

Week 10 – Structural Revisions

  • Fix plot holes, strengthen character motivations.
  • Tighten weak scenes or cut unnecessary ones.

Week 11 – Line Editing Pass

  • Focus on dialogue, description, and emotional punch.
  • Make sure romantic tension shines through.
  • Highlight sensory details (looks, touches, atmosphere).

Week 12 – Final Polish & Celebration

  • Do a last grammar + spelling pass.
  • Share with a trusted reader or critique partner.
  • Celebrate finishing your novel draft!

 

If your schedule is tight, you can shrink the revision phase into 2 weeks, but I recommend giving yourself the full 12 weeks for a solid draft.

Wishing you all the best on your writing journey…

Arabella Xxx


About Arabella Sheen



Arabella Sheen is a British author of contemporary romance and likes nothing more than the challenge of starting a new novel with fresh ideas and inspiring characters.
One of the many things Arabella loves to do is to read. And when she’s not researching or writing about romance, she is either on her allotment sowing and planting with the seasons or she is curled on the sofa with a book, while pandering to the demands of her attention-seeking cat.
Having lived and worked in the Netherlands as a theatre nurse for nearly twenty years, she now lives in the south-west of England with her family.
Arabella hopes her readers have as much pleasure from her romance stories as she has in writing them.

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Friday, 29 August 2025

Writng Your Novel - Motivational Tips - Arabella Sheen




 

Here are some practical ways you can keep yourself on track and motivated while writing your romance novel:

1. Set Up a Writing Routine

  • Daily word count or time goal: Decide if you’re aiming for, say, 1,000 words per day or 1 focused hour.
  • Same time, same place: Treat writing like an appointment—your brain learns when to “show up.”
  • Track progress: Use a word count tracker, bullet journal, or even a calendar to see your consistency build.

 

2. Outline Your Romance Roadmap

  • Plot beats: Romance novels often follow key beats (meet-cute, attraction, conflict, resolution). Mapping them out helps prevent stalling.
  • Character arcs: Flesh out your protagonists’ goals, fears, and growth—what they’ll overcome to earn their love story.
  • Mini-milestones: Break the novel into sections (beginning, middle, climax, ending) so each feels achievable.

 

3. Keep Your Spark Alive

  • Mood board or playlist: Collect songs, images, or quotes that capture your story’s vibe.
  • Romance inspiration breaks: Read a chapter of a favorite romance or watch a romantic scene when your motivation dips.
  • Remember your “why”: Write down why this story matters to you and revisit it when you feel stuck.

 

4. Accountability & Support

  • Writing buddy or group: Share word counts, swap feedback, or check in regularly.
  • Public commitment: Post small updates on social media or tell a friend you’re writing this book.
  • Mini-rewards: Celebrate milestones (finishing a chapter, hitting 10k words) with a treat or small reward.

 

5. Protect Your Writing Energy

  • Limit editing early on: Give yourself permission to write badly—you can polish later.
  • Avoid comparison: Focus on your love story, not how fast or perfect others write.
  • Self-care matters: Sleep, movement, and downtime keep your creativity fresh.

 

These are only a few suggestions that might help you to keep on track and complete your novel. And just imagine the sense of achievement you will feel when you’ve finished the book—and you are holding it, sharing it, or just knowing you finally told the love story inside you. Keeping that vision close can be a powerful motivator.

Wishing you all the best on your writing journey…

Arabella Xxx 


About Arabella Sheen



Arabella Sheen is a British author of contemporary romance and likes nothing more than the challenge of starting a new novel with fresh ideas and inspiring characters.
One of the many things Arabella loves to do is to read. And when she’s not researching or writing about romance, she is either on her allotment sowing and planting with the seasons or she is curled on the sofa with a book, while pandering to the demands of her attention-seeking cat.
Having lived and worked in the Netherlands as a theatre nurse for nearly twenty years, she now lives in the south-west of England with her family.
Arabella hopes her readers have as much pleasure from her romance stories as she has in writing them.

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Saturday, 23 August 2025

HER THREE CAPTAINS - Arabella Sheen - Excerpt 1



  

 

Her Three Captains

Arabella Sheen

 

 The Honorable Olivia Trevillion lifted the long skirts of her embroidered silk evening gown and stepped cautiously down from her carriage into the grey oppressive darkness of the night. She had come straight from a rout party given by her aunt. Adorned with glittering jewels and festooned in her best finery, Olivia was hardly dressed to visit a sailor’s tavern on such a cold November night, but time was of the essence. She was in need of help and guessed that the gentleman she thought most likely to be of assistance to her was probably to be found amid the thirsty patrons of The Sailors Haven, which was the black-and-white timber-framed watering hole before her.

 A thick fog was rolling in on the evening’s tide, and several of the tall ships docked on the quayside were already half concealed by the heavy mist that was falling. The unsettling noise of the inn’s inebriated patrons emanating from the tavern could be heard above the soft sound of the lapping waves as they hit gently against the wooden hulls of ships and the stone walls of the dockside, but she wasn’t deterred. She wasn’t here on a whim. She was on a mission and had a purpose.

 “Wait here, Barnet,” she said, impatient to be gone. “I shall not be long.”

 Her coachman touched a finger to his forelock and, with a flick of his hand, signaled for the young groom beside him to go to the front of the carriage and take hold of the horses’ heads.

 “Aye, miss,” Barnet mumbled. “But I ain’t happy about you having no one with you. You ought not to venture in there alone. Would you like Wicks to accompany you?”

 Olivia shook her head. “No, thank you. I’ll be fine.”

 Reminded of possible danger, she felt in the folds of her cloak and was reassured by the heavy weight of her pistol.

 “It won’t be safe for you, miss,” Barnet warned.

 Barnet had worked for her family for many years. He was an old and loyal servant, and Olivia always trusted his judgment. But this was something she had to do, and she had to do it tonight … and alone.

 Drawing her cloak tightly about her person and ignoring her coachman’s counsel, she walked with steady determined strides toward the flickering lights of the tavern. Placing her hand against the gnarled wood of the door, she pushed it open and entered the hostelry.

 The tavern was dimly lit. A roaring fire burned bright in the hearth, and several men with a tankard of ale in one hand and a pretty wench in the other were making free and merry, uncensored by the noisy crowd around them.

 “And what can we do for you, my dear?” asked a buxom woman.

 The woman’s hands were rested on her well-rounded hips, and her dress, where the neckline had slipped low and deep, showed an ample amount of cleavage. She didn’t look like one of the taverns’ punters, more like the landlady. And there was also an air of authority about her that suggested she might actually own the place.

 Olivia peered into the horde of drunken revelers, searching for a familiar face, but she couldn’t see the man she was looking for.

 “I was told Luke Crowe might be here this evening,” she said. “Perhaps I was misinformed.”

 Olivia had just come from her aunt’s rout party where she had overheard mentioned that a ship, The Mattea, had docked in Bristol’s harbor that morning.

 It was also suggested that Luke Crowe and his unsavory crew would undoubtedly be enjoying some of the worldly pleasures that were to be found in one of the quayside’s many taverns that very night.

 “No, my lovely, he’s here all right.” The woman smiled, showing an uneven row of rotten teeth. “You’ve come to the right place. But our Captain Luke ain’t one to sit with the likes of these unruly gentlemen.”

 The woman flicked her head in the direction of her customers as if to indicate they were the undesirables.

 Olivia sighed her relief. “You mean, he’s here? Captain Crowe is here?”

 The fact Luke was to be found at the tavern gave her hope. When entering The Sailors Haven unaccompanied, she had taken a chance and risked her reputation, but it seemed as if her gamble was about to pay off.

 “He always asks for our best parlor at the back of the house. And it’s never anything else but the best. Drink, food … women.” The woman winked. “If you’re after him, he’s sitting with some fine fellows he calls friends, but he doesn’t like being disturbed, not when he’s playing a winning hand of cards.”

 “But I must see him,” Olivia insisted. “It’s an urgent matter, and I must speak with him privately.”

 “As I said, he won’t see anyone, especially if they are a stranger to him.”

 “But I do know him. We were once acquaintances, friends, but…”

 “Ahh, you’re a lady friend of his, are you?”

 Olivia didn’t make an effort to deny the landlady’s wrong assumption. Instead, she dipped her hand deep into her reticule and retrieved several coins. She pressed them into the woman’s palm. “If you would now lead the way…”

 With her palm greased, the woman soon changed her tune. “Well, as I’ve never known him to refuse a pretty lady anything before, you’d best come with me, miss.”

 Olivia was taken to the back of the tavern, where the landlady pulled aside a dark velvet curtain to reveal a room clouded in thick smoke. Men were sitting around a table, and by the pile of coins stacked high in the center, it looked like a game of cards had been in full swing for some time.

 A dark-haired man, strikingly handsome in countenance, with broad shoulders and a broad chest, with supreme confidence in his actions, laid down his cards and leaned across the table. With the arrogant assurance of a winner, he spread his arms wide, and then giving a loud laugh of satisfaction, he gathered the mountain of coins into a heap, pulling them toward him.

 “Thank you, gentlemen. It was my pleasure,” he said.

 The man was indeed Luke Crowe.

 Even though it had been ten years or more since Olivia had last met Luke at Chamber Manor, her family’s home in Devon, she would have recognized him anywhere. He was decidedly older, but just as good-looking, if not more so. A sudden rush of heat surged through her. His dark chestnut-brown hair was tied back from his face with a black ribbon, and a smattering of grey tufts showed amid his dark tresses, but unlike before, Luke was dressed not in a seafaring uniform, but elegantly in a suit made from a rich, finely woven cloth. Matured, sun-kissed and weathered, he still held a mysterious fascination for her.

 Luke raised his eyes from the table and their gazes locked. For a brief moment, a frown of puzzlement marred his brow, and then, with slow deliberation, his hand lifted the thin cheroot he was holding between his fingers to his lips and he inhaled deeply. After exhaling a long, threadlike cloud of tobacco smoke into the air, he stood and bowed low.

 “Gentlemen, there’s a lady in our midst,” he said in a deep, commanding voice.

 Olivia felt deflated. He hadn’t recognized her.

 She had thought he might have remembered her from when she was a child, but he obviously couldn’t recall who she was.

 A scraping of chairs on the hardwood of the bare tavern floor could be heard, and the men seated at the card table hurriedly got to their feet to acknowledge her presence.

 They were all dressed to the height of fashion.

 Wearing fine linen shirts with high pointed collars reaching to just beneath their chins, and kitted out in fancy tailored waistcoats embroidered with fine gold threads, it was apparent that these gentlemen were not of the same social standing as the occupants toward the front of the tavern. But that didn’t mean they had absolutely nothing in common with their fellow patrons. It was clear these men were also inebriated to the point of near senselessness. Most of them were well into their cups and were standing unsteadily on their feet.

 “A lady friend of yours, is she, Crowe? And a mighty pretty one at that.”

 The man who had spoken lifted a glass to his lips. Tilting his head back, he drained the dregs from his goblet. Tottering, he staggered, falling backward onto his chair, and as his head and torso tumbled forward onto the table, the loud snorts and grunts that followed were an unmistakable indication of his level of unconsciousness.

 “You must excuse Lord Hepworth, my dear,” Luke said. “The sight of a beautiful woman tends to have that effect upon him.”

 Olivia caught her breath at the innuendo behind the backhanded compliment. She was not flattered.

 “Captain Crowe, my concern is not for Lord Hepworth and his reaction to the female form. My business happens to be with you, sir. Is there somewhere private where we may speak? I have something I must ask and would feel more at ease if we were alone.”

 Luke gave an indifferent shrug, and she began to wonder if he, too, had overindulged in the carafe of wine that was close to his hand. Was he sober enough to hear her out?

 “As you can see, there is nowhere private in this place. We are as private as we’re likely to be. Which is perhaps a good thing. I would not wish your reputation to be sullied.”

 “Sir, I care not for my reputation. I must speak with you about—”

 “Madam, you might not care for your reputation, but I certainly have mine to think of. All too often I’ve been caught off guard, and never again will I trust a woman.”

 Several men burst into laughter, but even though she knew it was partially the drink talking, she had difficulty seeing the humor in Luke’s remark. Was his glib insult directed at her, or was there something else behind his harsh words?

 Tilting her chin upward, she said, “Please forgive me for wasting your time, Captain. I am at fault. I had thought you could help, but it’s apparent that tonight I’ve made a needless journey. Good night, sir.”

 Pulling her cloak securely around her, Olivia turned and left the room. She was defeated. She had braved the perils of the sailors’ watering hole and had pinned all her hopes on persuading Luke to help her, and it had been to no avail.

 Making her way back through the crowded tavern, she emerged into the chill of the November night and filled her lungs with clean, sea-scented air. She felt dirty and soiled and crushed. Her encounter with Luke had left her feeling defeated. He was obviously not the gentleman she remembered him to be.

 The fog had cleared. Walking to the edge of the quayside, she looked down and saw the bright shadow of the moon reflected as its yellow light rippled across the dark waters of the harbor. Somewhere without family, and lost on the other side of the ocean, was her brother, Joseph.

 She had hoped to help him, but tonight she had failed.

 Returning to where the carriage was stationed, she looked up at the coachman. He sat with reins in hand, awaiting instructions.

 “You may take me home, Barnet. Unfortunately, Captain Crowe is not the man I remembered him to be. He cannot help us.” And with a heavy heart, Olivia made her way home, trying to think of other ways in which she might help her brother.

 

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About Arabella Sheen



Arabella Sheen is a British author of contemporary romance and likes nothing more than the challenge of starting a new novel with fresh ideas and inspiring characters.
One of the many things Arabella loves to do is to read. And when she’s not researching or writing about romance, she is either on her allotment sowing and planting with the seasons or she is curled on the sofa with a book, while pandering to the demands of her attention-seeking cat.
Having lived and worked in the Netherlands as a theatre nurse for nearly twenty years, she now lives in the south-west of England with her family.
Arabella hopes her readers have as much pleasure from her romance stories as she has in writing them.

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Where Do Romance Authors Find Inspiration? - Arabella Sheen

  Where Do Romance Writers Find Their Inspiration? Romance novels have a way of pulling us into a world where emotions run high and the pro...