Let’s flash some fiction!

Hellooo, Romance Lovers!

Every Monday, I’ll post a NEW PROMPT. Click on the link and gimme a suggestion for next week in the comments. You have until the following Sunday to write a flash fiction and submit a link to…

These will be featured on the front page each Monday. There are no rules. Any word count. Any subgenre. Any amount of crazy. Just be creative and have fun!

The only thing I ask is that you make suggestions for the following week. Thank youuu!!

Mistress Ann

Indie Spotlight Brooke O’Brien

Thank you for this Interview!
What do you do when you’re not writing?
I love to spend time with my family.  I have two kiddos (ages 9 and 5) who keep me plenty busy and provide a lot of entertainment.  I enjoy going out with my girlfriends for dinner or movies, having bonfires, watching college football and NBA basketball, and READING! Can’t forget that one!
When did you start writing?
I started writing poetry when I was in elementary school, and it evolved.  I’ve always been into reading and after I graduated high school was when I started reading more romance.  I started writing my debut novel in February of 2016.
In writing your book, did you travel anywhere for research?
With my first book, I took the advice of “writing what you know” and kept the book setting local to where I’m from and live.  My second book, Lost Before You, takes place in Chicago which I hadn’t visited until May of last year.  I’ve used some of the locales as the inspiration behind some of the scenes in my book.

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When I was seven, I was bored. That happened a lot when I was a kid since I’m an only child! 🙂 I whined to my dad, “I’m bored!” His response, with a magnanimous wave of a hand, “There’s a bookcase. Go get a book.” So, I grabbed the biggest, brightest book there (a college biology book) and began from the beginning. It took a long time, a looong time to finish that book. Never one to do anything by halves, I wanted to be an actress, a vet and an astronaut–simultaneously, of course–but decided to be a horse trainer instead. (Really? A horse trainer? Yes, what of it?) No, I’m not a horse whisperer. A horse doesn’t care what you whisper at it. A horse wants apples, carrots and cookies. Especially cookies. Just like people. 😉 I’m also not a cowgirl (cows scare me!) and I don’t race my horses. Sigh . . . I’ve heard it all a million times! LOL Anyways, my mom was a reader, books tucked everywhere around my childhood home, and my dad was a writer, little half-finished stories under the coffee table and between the cushions. I’ve acquired both habits on a grander scale (remember, nothing by halves? LOL) and have boxes of books above your head filling up a whole room and my computer hard drive filled up with bits and bytes of half-finished stories. It’s a disease, I kid you not!

Excerpt from Bittersweet: Sanctuary (The Bittersweet Series, Book 1)


(5 Years Ago…)

Hurry, hurry, hurry…

“Come on, honey. We have to go.” Dread curled low in her gut, the urgent words a catalyst for fearsome change. “Right now.”

When she pulled the covers back from the sleeping child, the ten-year-old’s eyes had snapped wide and the girl took a startled breath. No other sound escaped her small frame. She understood the girl’s fear. Their shared anxieties, more often than not, justified with grim result in the dark of night.

As the child nodded her assent, it struck her odd how they both woke from their enforced dormancy of slumber. Holding out to the last possible moment, sleep more a time of vulnerability than of rest and recovery, they both woke fully aware, senses edged like those of a wild animal threatened by some unknown danger. Survival of the fittest. The fastest.

The fucking scaredest…

The thin child clung to her waist a moment but with the speed of rising tension, shrugged into the clothes thrust upon her.

She whispered directions and helped the waif-like child stuff money into her pockets, the waistband of her tucked in shirt, and down the jacket sleeves. Settling the backpack full of more money and clothes on the girl’s narrow shoulders, she checked the straps for maneuverability and fit.

The girl would be the mule. The one carrying all their worldly possessions. She herself would be the defense. Light for speed. Only weapons and deadly intent.

The girl’s slight form turned to face her and she briefly considered the child’s quietness. The lack of questions about motives or plans. No need-to-knows…no what-abouts…just the willingness to submit. To obey. Certainly, not a typical kid.

‘Course, this isn’t a typical life we lead. Or flee.

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Is FREE a good book marketing strategy?

Disclaimer: I’ve never personally run a KDP free campaign. The only complimentary copies I’ve given out have been for review.

That said, I do believe it can be an effective strategy, especially when part of a series. Anyhoo, came across this article on the topic and thought some of y’all might find it helpful…

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A little rough

Here’s mine:

A sharp jolt of pain shoots through my chest. I cough and pant and whimper all at once. My left arm is burning so fucking bad. My hand tingles and goes numb.

He slips a finger under the waistband of my panties and slowly travels north, making me tense in anticipation. Twisting the lace around his fist, he yanks them aside so damn hard my feet come off the ground. The tip of his dick is inside before I’ve even regained my balance. There’s no warning. He impales me into the trunk a second later.


If you’re an author…

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