Marc OBrien
Bio
Barry University graduate Marc O'Brien has returned to Florida after a 17 year author residency in Las Vegas. He will continue using fiction as a way to distribute information. Books include "The Final Fence: Sophomores In The Saddle"
Stories (223/0)
A Glossy Wedding Day With A Blurry Finish
“Before I didn’t know where I was,” she paused with a gracious smile towards the man employed to film the big day and met one night spontaneously entering a dark room. “Then you with your camera captured my high school image.”
By Marc OBrien2 years ago in Fiction
The Chronicle Of The 'Glad Stone'
The Prologue It had been nearly 202 or 206 days (about 7 months) that Lefty Liv, stock executive kicked up his heels creating a desert dust storm scene creating a visibility nightmare blurring a ‘professional gaming recreational weekly monopoly fantasy’.
By Marc OBrien2 years ago in Fiction
Kissing Her And Making Up
“There was always a time when we argued about the dumbest things,” Mr. Bushwhacker sat at a rolltop quill in hand and wrote a letter before being distracted when youthful innocence enjoying a recreation activity got too aggressive. They were classmates inside the one room that was called a schoolhouse located a walk down the dusty path and a misunderstanding stirred a brewing pot.
By Marc OBrien2 years ago in Fiction
Galactic Corporate Space Rendezvous
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say, and this thought haunted the incredibly determined confident Artemis who knew there was something outside her work window. Fantasy imagination idea read ‘feeling an unidentified object lurking like a predator hunting for a kill preying in the darken depths’ while another scenario could present the result as ‘a befriending situation where a soothing petting motion between allies is featured in the science fiction mystery adventure.’ No matter which path the script went she was still confined to the small international community securely strapped inside a fabricated contraption built in a studio warehouse hanger before blasting away into nowhere land.
By Marc OBrien2 years ago in Fiction
A Rural Night Scream
The thing I do not want to talk about is standing outside the door. Should I allow the friendly stranger to come into my dark entertainment center area? I could feed then clothe the character whose air waves travel in a flash like instant and a second reason to allow the technology invasion could be hearing an interesting story spun on this darkened night that once again was filled with nothing more than the daily cricket orchestra playing outside my cottage door.
By Marc OBrien2 years ago in Fiction
Transporting Sanctioned Goods
Suwalki quickly revealed attractive blue optics when the sun peeked over the new horizon finding herself aboard one of enemy Vladimir’s luxury railways, the aristocrat daughter stayed calm. Taking a few seconds and deep breaths independent freedom fighter Nekaltas Baltas’ childhood friend observed the conductor walk down the small aisle.
By Marc OBrien2 years ago in Fiction
A Friendly Christmas Teenage Tale
There was a chill in the air for Marcia who was halfway through with first year high school study. Walking home knowing social interaction with the upper-class came to an abrupt disruption due to Christmas break and this frustrated feeling hampered the happy time.
By Marc OBrien2 years ago in Families