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Friday Night Drabble Party

The first Friday of October! Oh, let the Party begin!

I do love this month. Halloween and my birthday. I turn the big Four-Oh this month. Forty years of awesome! You know what else is awesome? The Friday Night Drabble Party! It’s true! And this month, each Friday will have some type of horror element. Not precisely Halloween themed, but close enough for horseshoes and beta releases.

So get to reading this week’s Drabble!

(PS- If you’re shopping for my birthday I prefer bourbon. I also like hats. I’m a bald man turning forty, so yes, I will wear them with irony.)

Enjoy!

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A Snapshot of Violence

By

Jake Bible

The teeth flew from his mouth like streamers from a New Year’s Eve cracker. Bits of enamel like confetti; spittle like glitter. His head rocked to the side, all slow-motion and drama. Sweat exploded from his damp hair, spraying across the wall, filling the space between the splatters of blood. His legs went weak, his knees buckled, his hands reached behind him for something steady, something solid, substantial; the opposite of his mental state. He couldn’t open his eyes anymore; he couldn’t see the next hit. Or the next one. Or the next. Then, thankfully, it was over and done.

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Disclaimer: I call them crackers, you call them poppers, either way they still go boom and spray paper and crap everywhere while making the dogs hide under the table.

Friday Night Drabble Party!

Kapow! That’s right, the Party is back for another Friday adventure in Drabbletastic goodness!

DRABBLETASTIC!

I have a few coals in the fire that I’ll be announcing soon, but y’all will just have to wait patiently. PATIENTLY!

Until then how about reading a drabble? Yes? Excellent…

Enjoy!

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Team Work

By

Jake Bible

Curled about a tree, a snake sighs.

“I wait, I strike, I eat, I shit,” the snake says. “Repeat.”

“Not about fun,” the squirrel above him chatters. “Gotta work! Gotta set those nuts aside. Gotta dig, dig, dig. CAR! Gotta watch for cars!”

“Work is hard,” the snake says.

“No, it’s easy!”

“Show me.”

“What?” the squirrel asks. “Show you? How?”

“Come here.”

“No way!” the squirrel laughs. Just before it is swallowed by the snake on the tree limb behind it.

“I call dibs on the tree next time,” the snake below says.

“Deal,” the snake above replies. “Burp.”

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: CAR!

Friday Night Drabble Party!

Here we are again, folks! Another Friday, another Party, another Drabble!

Huzzah to the hu and the zzah!

Hey, see that mock cover to the right? The one that says Natural Born Cyborgs? Have a click and pre-order that puppy! I’ve been working on the outline and story and soon there will be some updates for y’all! But be sure and get in early.

Now to the drabble!

Enjoy!

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In A Flash
By
Jake Bible

“It steals your soul,” whispered Alyse. “That’s what my priest says.”

“That’s crazy,” Wilma said from the corner of her mouth, trying to hold her smile. “Now shush.”

“But what if it does?” Alyse asked.

“Please don’t move or talk,” the man behind the large box said. “It will ruin the photograph.”

“Hush,” Wilma warned. “Be still.”

The flash was almost painful and Alyse shook her head while blinking her eyes repeatedly.

“Is that all?” Wilma asked. “When can we pick it up?”

“Give me three days,” the photographer said.

“Do we pay now?” Wilma asked.

The photographer just smiled.

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: At no point am I saying Glamor Shots will steal your soul. But I’m also not saying it won’t. Just saying.

Friday Night Drabble Party!

You gotta, you gotta, you gotta get up on the git down! It’s the Friday Night Drabble Party!

Are you ready for some Drabble? I SAID, ARE YOU READY FOR SOME DRABBLE?

I know you are!

So let’s get to it!

Enjoy!

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Stuck
By
Jake Bible

Musty, slimy algae filled his nostrils and Carlos struggled not to snort the goo and choke to death. He was upside down; still seatbelted into the driver seat. He fumbled at the latch, but his hands wouldn’t obey. He tried to kick himself free, but his legs wouldn’t obey.

Nothing below his neck would obey.

“HELP!” he screamed as he watched the swamp water start to rise. The car was sinking and he couldn’t do a thing about it. He was completely, 100% stuck.

His last thought was what would people think when they found the body in the trunk.

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: Swamps, man. Swamps.

Friday Night Drabble Party and The Funky Werepig

Hello!

It’s time for another Friday Night Drabble Party! The Party where you get free -YES, FREE!- 100 word fiction!

And that’s not all there is tonight! In about two hours (9pm eastern time) I’ll be on The Funky Werepig! Mr. Gregory Hall will interview the shit out of me! Not literally. Gross. So tune in at 9pm for The Funky Werepig and all the shenanigans that will ensue! Click here for info and links! CLICK HERE! Then come on back and read ya some drabbly goodness!

Now, on to the drabble!

Enjoy!

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Blue Lightning
By
Jake Bible

“More!” the doctor screamed. “I need more power!”

“I’ve given it all there is, Master!” Iggy yelled from his perch amid a thousand switches and transformers, all arcing blue lightning from coil to coil. “We’re at full power!”

“Damn him!” the doctor swore. “He’s sucking it up like Kool-Aid! The abomination won’t die!”

“Don’t you want him to live, Master?” Iggy asked, licking his fingers after a nasty shock.

“No!” the doctor replied. “Then he’ll be free to think on his own!”

“And we can’t have that,” I grinned as I finally broke loose. “No, can’t have that at all.”

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: It’s alive!

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