Please give a warm welcome to Brooke, and read on, there is a great giveaway at the end for you ;-)
Why Readers Opinions Are Important
Agents and publishers only accept certain plotlines, characters, and styles, because it is their job to provide the readers of the world with books that they will want to devour. If books about Superhero’s is out (which it currently isn’t, I’ll have you know), agents and/or publishers will be reluctant to take on books with that theme. Not because the writing is any less stellar, but because without a fan base ready, willing, and able to read the book…the book won’t sell.
As authors, we should be listening to what our readers want. Whatever their tastes are, that’s what we should be writing. Without input from readers, we have no idea where trends in book sales are going, and could potentially lose readers. It is important to familiarize yourself with your fan base. Listen to their likes and dislikes. What sections from your books they enjoyed, as well as the parts they didn’t like so much. Without their feedback, you could go on to write books that won’t interest and captivate your readers. And where is an author, without reader?
My name is Brooke Moss, and I am thrilled to be sharing my debut novel, The What If Guy, with you.
And here is little teaser:
Excerpt #3 The "What If" Guy by Brooke Moss
"Did you mean what you said?" His lips brushed against the corner of my mouth.
"When I said what?" I asked in a breathy voice, trembling. Or maybe that was Henry.
"When you said…" He swallowed. "…that you still loved me?"
My heart pitched. "Yes."
The next few minutes were a blur. His lips came down on mine with such determination that I stumbled backwards. His strong hands caught me. He slid his hand up my back and clutched my neck, leaving a trail of heat in its wake. He tangled his fingers in my hair and deepened our kiss.
We moved as if we’d been kissing each other for eternity, yet it felt as exciting and brand new as the first time. All five of my senses were keenly alert as Henry’s tongue teased mine. His rugged scent filled my nose and light flashed behind my closed eyes. I grazed my fingers over the ridges of his muscles, then tugged at the bottom of his shirt, longing to touch, skin-to-skin. My ears rang, my mouth filling with the taste of Henry. I wanted more, more, more.
Breathlessly, Henry pulled back and gazed at me with clouded eyes. His lips, swollen and parted, tugged up on one side. I lifted his shirt tail and ran my palms up his chest, sending a shudder through him.
Henry licked his lips and the butterflies in my stomach morphed into a flock of pterodactyls. I felt self-conscious under his heavy gaze, his eyes studying me as if he were memorizing every detail of the moment.
"Hi," I whispered.
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