Bre O’Brien
Bre O’Brien is the author of several fantasy novels and short stories. She focuses on the middle ground of writing, places where the medical meets the magical, the possible meets the impossible, and the real meets the unreal.
She’s been a longtime collector of unlikely book boyfriends- starting with Frodo Baggins when she was 10. In middle and high school, she wrote her crushes down on paper as the love interests with overly complicated names. Every night before going to bed, she’d tell herself a bedtime story of romantic couples and magical places to drift off to sleep.
As a recent graduate of Southern New Hampshire University with a bachelor’s in English and Creative Writing, and a current student in the MFA program at SNHU, she loves to find new ways to play with all aspects of story. She works as a nurse in a juvenile detention center where there is no shortage of stories.
Every story deserves to be told no matter how heartbreaking or strange.
Bre lives on the Central Coast of California with her husband where they spend every other weekend going on fun adventures throughout the state.
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If you’re a writer first starting out, writing tips can be overwhelming. So many writers overthink the writing tips all over the internet. I was fortunate to write my first few novels without the overwhelming “help” of the internet. I was fortunate to be able to find my own way of writing and creating. I’m…
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Between a few days off, a roadtrip and a holiday, the writing still continued smoothly, even though we entered the dreaded week 2! April 5th Today was an interesting day. I didn’t start writing until the evening, after a wonderful massage and a nice long hot bath. I finally had some self care after my…
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Another month down, 10 more to go! For being such a short month, February sure was busy. Between schoolwork, actual work, and writing and creating, the month was the most successful month yet. Here’s how I did in February: February Results Writing Edit One Short Story This month, I did manage to edit a short…
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The day had been perfect. Coffee in the morning while in bed. Packing for a trip with no little petty arguments, excitement for getting out of town for a few days. Everything had been perfect. She had a feeling something was happening. Something in the air felt like change, charged with excitement. On their usual…
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The day the mine collapsed, her new husband came home unscathed, covered in dirt and dust from head to toe. She counted each and every blessing as she inspected him and scrubbed him clean. Wrapped up in the desperation of newlyweds, she counted her blessings as her hands explored his body. Once they were finished,…















