Hurray for Friday!
Not only does it mean another work week draws to a close, it means I have loaded one more Drabble into the Drabble Cannon (patent pending) and I’m ready to launch 100 words right at your faceholes! KA-POW!
That was me launching 100 words at your faceholes, in case you didn’t get the subtext of the KA-POW. I explain because I care.
So, what all we got going on? I know I have a new release. Dead Team Alpha 2: The Stronghold is available for your ebook reading pleasure! Go download that sexy beast and find out what happens when a familiar stranger, long thought dead, comes to visit what was once Boulder, Colorado. Hmmmm….
Now, on to the drabble!
“Ten men! Ten Women! Nothing but open desert, a pair of shoes, and one very long piece of twine!”
“That’s right, Robert! For the fifteenth year in a row, twenty citizens will compete to the death in a hostile environment all for the glory of one very long piece of twine!”
“It’s all about the twine, Jerry! Nothing but twine tonight!”
“You don’t have to tell me, Robert! If there was ever a prize to risk your life for, it is this very long piece of twine!”
“I am so jealous right now!”
“Aren’t we all, Robert! Aren’t we all!”
Disclaimer: Be not jealous, but rejoice in the twine! Stringinthians 4:13
In this episode I talk about how there is no one way to be a writer. How we all have our own process. I also talk about pot pie because pot pie is yum.
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It’s Friday the 13th!
In honor of this high holy day of horror, I have written something special. It’s about kittens. Killer kittens. They eat people’s faces and stuff.
Okay, no they don’t. That would be against the kitten kode. What the drabble is really about is… Well, you’ll just have to read it!
Happy Machete Wielding Maniac Day!
“Okay, folks, let’s get the meeting started. Before we get too far into neighborhood business, I’d like to introduce our new head of gate security. Please welcome Jason.”
“What’s up with the hockey mask?”
“That is one big machete.”
“Is that smell him? Does he live in the beaver pond or something?”
“Now, folks, we understand that maybe our choice was unconventional, but he comes highly recommended. He has a reputation of once he’s on a job he never quits. Or never dies. I forget which. Now, how about we move on to the report from the beautification committee, okay?”
Disclaimer: Ch-ch-ch-ch! Ah-ah-ah-ah!
Time to get your Drabble on, Drabble on, Drabble on! Time to get your Drabble on, because it’s Friday Night!
Yes, those words above should be sung to the tune of Polly Put The Kettle On. You are welcome for that earworm.
What’s up, home chickens?
You digging this fine November evening? I sure as shit hope so!
Now, of course, before we get to the 100 words of awesome, I should mention a couple of things.
- Mega 4: Behemoth Island– buy it or review it if you have already bought it. I thank you kindly for either or both. Much obliged.
- If you are interested in writing then there are a couple of things I am doing that should interest you. First is Writing In Suburbia, my podcast where I talk about life as a pro writer. The other is the Asheville/WNC Writers Coffeehouse. If you live in WNC then this is a great way to meet other area writers and share notes, experience, learn, and laugh. THERE WILL BE LAUGHTER!
Other than that, I think we’re good to go. On to the drabble!
Not My Oak
The tree refused to move. No matter how much Scotty screamed at it, waved his arms over his head at it, punched it, kicked it, called it names. Nope. It refused to move.
“It’s an oak,” Mr. Hansenfurth said as he peered over the privacy fence that separated their yards. So much for privacy. “Oaks are stubborn. You gotta bribe it.”
“Bribe it?” Scotty asked. “With what?”
“The blood of the innocent,” Mr. Hansenfurth said. “Oaks do love innocent blood.”
“Where do I get innocent blood in this town?” Scotty asked.
Mr. Hansenfurth shrugged. “Not my oak, not my problem.”
That’s right, folks, in this week’s episode I talk about the need for influences. I chat a little about the works (good and bad) that have influenced my writing and my career. We all have influences, it’s time to embrace them!
And my barking dog does some barking because he barks.
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