Wednesday, July 9, 2014


Prices have been lowered on most of my works for the summer on both Amazon and Smashwords. Stock up to get ready for vacation reading. Just go to either and search Sherry Boardman or visit my website Prices are not listed on web page, but rather previews of those now online. Happy summer to all!

Sunday, April 27, 2014


Caregiver's Ribbon

The Alzheimer's Caregiver's Ribbon was created as a tribute to all who put others first and  have deferred their personal dreams to care for those who can no longer find their own way.

Handcrafted with lavender ribbon to complement Alzheimer's purple hue, each has a personal collectible silver charm. (Some may vary.) The looped ribbon is approximately 3" x 1 1/2" and presented on glossy photo paper as pictured.

A perfect gift, this keepsake will  show your appreciation to those who care for Alzheimer's patients day by day, month to month...year by year. It was designed after writing the novel Deferred Dreams, now available on all e-book publishing sites.

Link to, Caregiver's Ribbon. PayPal (or credit card) is available for this $5.00 gift plus $2.00 shipping. Please use the Contact page for a mailing address if you prefer to pay with a cashier's check or money order. Orders will be mailed within 2-4 business days. Give to those to who have given so much of themselves.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

DEFERRED DREAMS - A Tribute to Caregivers

Newly published (4/14/14) this novel is a story of a daughter who puts her life on hold to care for her mother whose Alzheimer's is progressing. Jennifer Adams has lost several loved ones in the past few years and now faces the realization the last link to her family will be gone. A new doctor can't offer hope for a cure because the illness is ultimately terminal, but he does help her travel the road on this last journey.

A caregiver’s job has to be the most unrewarding there is. After giving, giving, and giving more, a caregiver still feels enough hasn’t been done. As of this writing, two members of my family are providing care for their loved ones. I, too, was a caregiver on and off many years before my daughter’s passing due to a different debilitating illness and yet wonder if I could have done more. So this book is close to my heart. Regardless of the nature of the illness or time required, a caregiver must be available when needed with little consideration of a personal life.
What occurs when days or weeks stretch into as long as ten years? Burnout. Compassion fatigue. Psychological distress. One becomes numb, drained of emotion, lethargic, and avoids interaction with others. Little respite time is available. No formal training is offered for the dedicated who quietly tend to loved ones. They do whatever is necessary and learn along the way.
Take time to say thank you to a caregiver. Give thought that tomorrow, without warning or choice, the duty could possibly become yours. Would you be up to the task?
Presently available on Amazon, Deferred Dreams will soon be available with other e-book publishers. View my other works at

Friday, November 8, 2013


Sad songs. Depressing thoughts. Miserable life. Continuous grief. Mary Simmons is experiencing all of these emotions and more. Gone is an irresponsible husband, upper class home, luxury car, and a promising career when the bank's doors closed for good. Christmas is only a few days away, and even with two jobs, it isn't certain there will be enough extra money to pay for her children's few gifts on layaway. Is there still such a thing as Christmas joy?  A tender story to tug at the heart during a joyous season.

Christmas Requiem (5-star reviews) is now available on Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes & Noble, Sony, Kobo, and other ebook publishers. In print is available on Amazon and CreateSpace. A beautifully created cover with only a festive bow is all that is needed to display a special holiday treat. $1.99/$4.75. 

For additional selections, please visit my web site.
Happy Holidays! 


Sunday, September 22, 2013

BACK IN TIME, New Release Excerpt

Catherine stared at the blood dripping from the dagger in her hand tinting the ruffled sunny yellow organza evening dress as it dropped to the elaborate scrolls on the woolen carpet. Raising her head, she grimaced at the body slumped over the massive desk with the older man’s life’s juices oozing onto the papers beneath his head. She willed her trembling legs to move away from the hideous scene, and her back bumped against the floor to ceiling shelves crammed with books written by sages of the past. Her hand reached behind her for support and touched a notched area on the frame. With a whoosh, a section of the shelves opened. Swirling around, she peered into the darkness beyond. Voices in the hall outside the closed door offered no other choice but to enter the black void before her. Once inside, she turned and frantically began feeling the rough casing around the unique door. Her fingers brushed over a latch, and a hysterical giggle almost escaped when she pulled and the slat closed. Inky gloom encircled her small frame. Without thinking, she lifted her other hand to brush away hair that had fallen into her face. The knife. It was still dangling from her fingers. Shuddering, she slung it outward and heard the blade’s clang against the stoned walls.
     Perspiration beaded her upper lip as she struggled with the bed coverings to be free of their bond. Finally shoving them all in a lump onto the floor, she sat up, eased her legs over the edge of the mattress and leaned forward on her arms for support. What had all of that been about? 

    Dreams can often be a key to a past. Catherine Henderson is about to embark on a journey back in time to learn the answers about confusing events occurring in the present. Now available on Amazon, Smashwords, Nook, Apple, Sony, Kobo, and other e-book publishers. Preview on Amazon or visit website It's different!

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

BACK IN TIME, a Past Life Regression Romance

Just published on Amazon and Smashwords and should be available at B&N, Sony, Kobo, Apple, and other ebook publishers soon. The novel is approximately 52,000 words.

This was quite a different theme for me. It is ingrained in most of us that when we take our last breath, eternity awaits and that is it. The more I delved into the topic, I can't say I was swayed differently, but it certainly dented my beliefs somewhat.

When two people meet and each believe they have met before, but have no recollection of where, the story almost writes itself. When Catherine Henderson, a journalist, interviews Seth Adams, owner of one of the last hand loom woolen mills in present day Boston, coincidences cannot be ignored. Catherine's unexplained nightmares plague her to the point of seeking help from a well known therapist who takes her patient back to her past life in the 18th century. Seth throws off any idea he has had a past life until positive proof comes forward that he, too, was at the same place at the same time. Events occurring outside of their growing relationship provide more credence to the couple's saga.

For more indepth information on my latest, visit Amazon or Smashwords and read the full descriptions. The novel is an entertaining read for those with an open mind or even the skeptics, as I was. As always, a list of my other works can be found on my author's page on these sites or my website http://www. I would consider this work for adults only due to the possible controversial subject matter.

Hope you all have had a wonderful summer, but aren't we thrilled to know Fall will soon be gracing us with cooler weather. God bless.


Tuesday, March 12, 2013

A Mother's Love and Memories

I wanted to take a moment to relate to all of my friends and readers how very much I have appreciated the loving thoughts and prayers since losing my daughter on January 17. We still do not have a final decision on the cause of death, but it was quite sudden and unexpected at that particular time. I had talked with her the night before (thankfully), and she sounded cheerful and excited she had finally conquered her bout with the flu. However, through the last four years, one illness had led to another. I truly believe God thought her body and mind were tired and had run the course and called her home.

The grief of losing anyone is beyond explanation unless you have experienced it.  Through the years, I have said my goodbyes to grandparents, a mother, father, sister, and husband, but the most difficult has been to survive the death of my own child. Even at 41, she was still a child at heart, and we visited by phone several times a day. Our times together were spent shopping, decorating, and just talking and laughing about numerous things. To have her taken so quickly has all but destroyed my desire to carry on. But she would want me to. I still have a son, and she would encourage me to stand by him as I did for her for so many years.

In 2011, I published a non-fiction on her struggles of accepting a bipolar diagnosis in 2005, The Other Side of Midnight (Sher Lane). Evidently, many had their own personal concerns because it was a best seller for almost a year. She never read it. She could remember all too well the nightmares she suffered without understanding why until the diagnosis was made. That in itself is the cure. Because of the years of not being prescribed the proper medication, it was doubled to get her mind as close to normal as possible...whatever normal is. One medication became ten, then more added. COPD became an issue, then diabetes. At the end, neuropathy was rearing its ugly head, and I truly believe her body could not endure more. Although I grieve daily, I would not wish for her to suffer any more than she did, and I feel more was to follow. Her quality of life failed quickly during the last two years, and I was destroyed when I received the call, but not totally surprised.

All of my thoughts are not being poured out for sympathy, but to stress the importance of showing your love while you have the opportunity. There are many shoulda, woulda, coulda thoughts continually running through my head. However, nothing will change the final outcome. At the moment, my thoughts of writing are nil. I had one chapter to complete for my new historical romance, The Mercenary and The Archer, when she passed away. It had to be a happy ending, but my heart was anything but. She was always my encouragement to start the next novel because she enjoyed relating to others I was a 'paid' author. Finally, one day I gritted my teeth, finished it, and hit the publish button. The desire to start another just isn't there at the moment. Hopefully, it will return because I enjoy it so much.

In conclusion, I offer much love to all of those who follow and support my work. Love yourself and pass that love to others! Moments are precious. Share them. Live your life to the fullest while you can. Cherish others, because fond memories will live with you until you, one day, become one for others to remember. God bless you each moment.♥