Bourbon Street: Bronwyn Green

Did you see the latest AAD Author visiting Larissa’s Bookish Life yesterday with her own After Dark on Bourbon Street story? You should totally go read it…like now.

After Dark on Bourbon Street

I’ve never been to NOLA before, but I’m definitely looking forward to it. Unfortunately, that left me at odds for how to approach this blog post – which if I’ve understood it correctly, is supposed to be a bit about NOLA from a character’s perspective. Since I’m a Michigan girl who’s never been south, I ended up googling a lot of photographs of Bourbon Street to inspire me. I immediately started to feel a little claustrophobic – lol. But this is what I came up with.

Shades

Dragged along with the throng, Tanis Lane stumbled and barely regained her footing before being trampled by the Bourbon Street crowd. Why in the hell had she ever agreed to this? A bachelorette party during Mardi Gras was the height of stupidity, but the other bridesmaids had insisted and rather than make waves with the women she barely knew, she’d gone along with the plan. She was a moron. A moron with exceptionally poor judgment skills.

She’d lost sight of Kara and the rest of the women shortly after they’d drunkenly stumbled from the tarot reader’s shop. To be fair, Tanis had only had a couple amaretto sours, but it was more than enough to impair her sense of direction – especially when she was being tossed about like a tiny boat on a particularly rough sea. The ocean of laughing, sweaty, inebriated people swelled and Tanis found herself propelled even further from where she thought the hotel was. The crowd seemed slightly thinner at the mouth of a dark alley, and she pushed toward it, slipping slightly on a tangle of discarded beads.

Panic built in her chest as the press of bodies grew more oppressive. Breathing deeply was impossible, and what little humid air she could manage to take in was filled with the scents of stale beer, smoke and the musk of too many people crammed in too small a space. Pushing free from the masses, she stumbled toward the alley.

The darkened opening loomed almost threateningly as she got closer. Cold worry rooted in the pit of her stomach. Wandering alone down dark alleyways in strange cities was probably stupider than planning a bachelorette party in the middle of Mardi Gras, but she couldn’t fight the lure of breathing room. Her panic attack was getting the best of her. Breaking free from the crowd, she slipped past the lingering knots of people watching the festivities.

As she passed the last of the gathered people, the air changed. Silence fell like blanket, completely muffling the sounds of music and laughter. She whirled to find the street that had once been teeming with revelers, completely empty. There was nothing – no glittering beads, no red plastic cups, no confetti. The street musicians had vanished as had thousands upon thousands of partygoers.

Walking cautiously back the way she’d come, she stared at the darkened storefront windows and empty balconies. It wasn’t possible. An entire street full of people couldn’t just disappear. She couldn’t be entirely alone on Bourbon Street. She had to be dreaming. Obviously, they’d made it back to the hotel after all and this weirdness was compliments of the last round of drinks.

She blinked as the streetlights flickered, casting weirdly elongated shadows. She could make out her own silhouette against the rough brick of the building across the street. As she stared, a damp, chilly breeze skated over her skin and several more shadows flitted in and out of view – all shapeless except the shade of a man in a top hat and a mourning coat.

A warm hand closed around her wrist, and heart in her throat, she turned to look, trying to tug her arm from the stranger’s grasp. Bright green eyes glittered in the near darkness and a wry smile curved his lips.

“I’ve been waiting for you, Tanis.”
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Meet Bronwyn Green!

Bronwyn lives in Michigan with her wonderful husband, two amazing sons and six somewhat-psychotic cats. When not tormenting her characters, she can usually be found helping with reading and writing projects in her sons’ classrooms as well as being the car pool mom extraordinaire for a four teens and a couple preteens.

Besides writing, she also enjoys reading, knitting, sewing, cross stitching, pottery, drawing—basically anything that helps her avoid cleaning and cooking.

Contact Info
Website: http://bronwyngreen.com/
Blog: http://bronwyngreenblog.blogspot.com/
Social Media: Facebook | Twitter

Want to purchase Bronwyn Green’s novels?
Autumn Sacrifice at Amazon
Cuffed and Dangerous at Amazon
Guardian’s Challenge at Amazon
Handcuffs and Lies at Amazon
Immortal Curse at Amazon
Just Right at Amazon
Maggie’s Mates at Amazon
Magic’s Embrace at Amazon
Moonlit Ménage at Amazon
Overlord’s ChosenAmazon
Solstice Sedution at Amazon
Summer Surrender at Amazon
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Contest Time!

Thank you Bronwyn for taking the time to stop by Literary Escapism for our Authors After Dark on Bourbon Street event!

Larissa and I are giving away two $25 ARe gift certificates and to enter, all you have to do is answer this one question: Who is the man hiding in the shadows? Friend? Foe? A new lover? While we’re at the AAD Conference, where should we hit up?Remember, you must answer the question in order to be entered

Even though we won’t be giving any additional entries, you can still help support the authors by sharing this event and their articles on your blog, Twitter, Facebook, or anywhere you can. After all, the more people who are aware of these fabulous authors will ensure we get more fabulous stories.

The contest will stay open until February 21st at which time we’ll determine the winners with help from the snazzy new plug-in I have, the Research Randomizer and the List Randomizer.

I have not been contacting winners, so you will need to check back to see if you’ve won.