In continuing my celebration of authors for the entire month of November, I’m delighted to welcome Addison Brae as today’s guest. She discusses the differences between being a bitch and being a bad-ass. As an added bonus, Addison shares an excerpt from her story, Becker Circle.
Female authors strive to create strong female main characters. In real life, people often call strong women “bitches”. There’s a clear difference between bitch and bad-ass.
Women earn the “bitch” title when they act out with spite and no logical explanation—like a rubber band snap out of nowhere. These characters will likely be an antagonist. Readers love a bad-ass main character with firm, fact-based beliefs who delivers the message with grace and conviction. That’s why I created Gillian, a strong, imperfect but wise 21-year-old. The one I wish I had been.
In Becker Circle, Gillian is far from perfect, but she’s a bad-ass. During her fresh start in Becker Circle, she screws up, owns up, and learns from her mistakes. Like Gillian, bad-ass women are intensely independent and rarely count on a man to back them up. They also know their limits and are strong enough to ask for help when they need it.
The women who protect America in the Armed Forces, police, fire, and first responders are bad-ass. There are other high profile bad-ass women who influence us. I don’t always agree with these ladies, but I respect their kindness and conviction.
Life can be easier when you learn bad-ass ways early, but it’s never too late. If people think you’re a bitch when you handle things with strength, grace, and conviction, it’s on them.
Addison Brae lives in Dallas, Texas on the edge of downtown. She has been writing since childhood and continues today as an independent marketing consultant. She addicted to reading and enjoys jogging in her neighborhood park, sipping red wine, traveling the world, collecting interesting cocktail recipes, binge-watching TV series, vintage clothing, and hanging out with her artistic other half and their
From Becker Circle
“That’s what I hear.” I pour another round of shots. “Be right back. Just going to deliver these.”
On my return, I run into Bradweiser coming from the bathroom. “Give me a hug.” He opens his arms and squeezes me. It’s uncomfortable. When he loosens his grip, he slides around where his arm wraps around my throat. Tight.
I gasp for breath and my tray crashes to the wood floor breaking the somber near silence.
Everything rushes back. The night Connor left huge bruises on my neck then dragged me across the floor by my hair. All because I wasn’t ready to get engaged.
This time I’m not afraid. I’m ready to fight. Feet firm on the ground I wrap one leg behind Brad and slam my knee into the back of his. His knee bends and I twist out of his tight hold.
“What the hell are you doing?” I pick the tray up off the floor and step back to a safe distance, my heart still racing.
“I’m sorry,” he begs. “I’m so sorry, Gillian. I just wanted to hug you.”
“Gillian, are you hurt?” Steve asks, stepping between us with Joey right behind him.
“I’ll make it up to you. The best restaurant in town. Sunday?”
I don’t care how much Brad’s sleepy eyes beg, it’s not happening. “I don’t think so, Brad.”
“Brad, time to go home.” Steve leads him to the door. “I’ll close out your tab.”
Rule seven of my new life—violence is a deal breaker. No exceptions.
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