I'd put the hero, the captain, into the first scene of the previous book, and I liked him instantly. He is the youngest of three bothers. I imagined him as lighthearted.
So I started writing about Captain Forrester. During the revision process, I put more information about his childhood into the book, and it didn't turn out at all like I expected. His life wasn't the carefree romp I planned.
Plus, I also decided it might not be easy to be the youngest child in a family. You have a lot of people in your world who feel qualified to give you advice, and a lot of people who have already trekked the path ahead of you and learned from their mistakes before you've even had a chance to make yours.
The heroine is the middle child of her family, and has been in the shadows of the others. I imagined her as almost a mermaid. I wanted the hero's idea of a perfect woman to be mystical and unobtainable. He doesn't have to worry about falling in love and getting sidetracked from his life. He's a sea captain. He can't stay home. But what if he met a woman who was as near to his imagined woman as if humanly possible, and he knew he'd never, ever meet another woman like her? And what if, once before, he'd walked away from the people who loved him? Now his crew is his family, and to be with his dream of a woman, he would have to turn his back--again--on the people he cares for and who depend on him.
The day after I sent the manuscript to the editor, I really missed the story.
So now Captain Forrester's tale is a finished book in my hands. I'm glad
to have him back.