One more Friday means one more Drabble Party!
I don’t mean “one more” as in the last Party. No, no, no. I’ll be writing drabbles for y’all even after I step into the grave. I’ve made a certain deal with a certain someone to make sure that happens. Wink, wink.
Anyone else smell sulfur? No? Okey doke.
But, let’s be serious for a minutes. Blood Cruise. A literary tale of high seas horror with international crime bosses, ex poker players, covert ops agents, a giant tentacled killing machine, and a story with soul and morals and… Okay, okay, it’s a blood drenched book about a killer octopus. Nothing literary about it.
Now…on to the drabble.
A Messy End
The Labor Minister fretted over the reports that sat open on his desk. He stared at the numbers, unsure of how to proceed.
Should he tell the Prime Minister? Or just hide the reports? Call a press conference?
No. Only one honorable solution.
The Labor Minister stood, turned to the window, grabbed the latch, and shoved. It refused to budge.
He was surprised maintenance actually sealed the window. It was too late for the previous six Labor Ministers, but it saved him a messy end.
“Now, where is that revolver?” he wondered aloud as he searched his desk drawers.
Disclaimer: Mmmmm, yeah, I’m going to need those TPS reports today.
So, instead of a drabble, I’m going to talk about Indies First Small Business Saturday. I know, I know, it’s not as exciting as ripping someone’s throat out over a 40″ HDTV, but bear with me here.
Indies First is an idea created by author Sherman Alexie as a way for authors to give back to their local, independent bookstores. Basically, all across the country (and world) authors are volunteering their time to help sell some books! I will be a part of this at my local bookstore, Malaprop’s. Come find me from 11-1 on Saturday the 29th. I’ll be available to help you find that perfect gift for the book lover, or book liker, in your family or circle of friends.
Want to know more about the event? Here is a statement put out by Neil Gaiman and Amanda Palmer. Have a read and I hope you head to your local indie bookstore! Maybe you’ll run into me!
Oh, yeah, it’s Party time!
But, I don’t have much time because I gots to be writing/editing my middle grade scifi/horror series! Yes, folks, you heard that right, I’m writing for the kiddies!
I WILL WARP THE MINDS OF EVERY GENERATION!
I think your kids will dig the new series. It’s Goosebumps meets the Scooby Gang set in deep space! Huzzah!
Now, on to the drabble!
Beware The Moors!
“BEWARE THE MOORS!” the old man cried.
“Does he mean the swamps?” I asked my companion.
“The swamps?” my companion replied.
“Well, yes, swamps. Are not moors a type of swamp?”
“BEWARE THE MOORS!” the old man cried again before pissing himself.
“Well, that’s unfortunate,” my companion said. “Shall we go?”
“But what about the moors? Are they swamps or not?”
“They can be made of wetlands, but are primarily grasslands like highland savannas.”
“BEWARE THE MOORS!”
The ghostly apparitions rode towards us with their scimitars swinging in the foggy night.
“Oh, those Moors.”
Disclaimer: BEWARE THE MOORS!
Friday Night Drabble Party is in the house! Or apartment! Or trailer! Or yurt!
Have ya missed it? I know ya have!
Now, I know you don’t want to hear me prattle on, so I’ll just get right into the free micro-fiction.
But…let me ask a favor. If you dig the Party, and you like micro-fiction that is FREE then please share the link to this post. Tweet it, Facebook it, whatever- share it. If I’m going to give these words away for free then I want as many people as possible to share in the madness that is Jake Bible Fiction.
Passing The Time
“Carabiner,” Bolton said. “Carabiner, carabiner, carabiner.”
“What are you doing?” Mintly asked.
“Just saying the word ‘carabiner’ over and over,” Bolton replied.
“I can hear that. Why?”
“Because the word is different.You know how when you say a word over and over it loses its meaning?”
“Carabiner doesn’t. Try it. I can say the word a hundred times and it still makes sense.”
Mintly stared at Bolton for a while then looked down at the massive pool of sharks below their cage.
“I can’t deal with you right now,” Mintly said. “You’re an idiot.”
Bolton shrugged. “Carabiner, carabiner, carabiner…”
Disclaimer: Everything changes, but it always stays the same.
Yep, you read that title correctly. The blog will be on hiatus for a few weeks. Deadlines, am I right?
That and I’ll be taking the very first vacation my family has ever taken together. I shit you not. Sure, we’ve gone on “vacation”, but it has always been with extended family, to see extended family, to see friends, or for some specific reason or other.
This will be the first vacation where I’m with the wife and kids only. No one else. First time.
And we get to go see Vermont and Maine, which will be nice! Never been north of Pittsburgh, personally. On the East coast, at least. I grew up in Oregon, so I’ve been from BC to San Diego on the West coast. This should be fun!
But, taking this vacation means I’ll be behind with writing, so no time to bloggy blog until I get caught up. Looking like August or September. I’ll keep y’all posted!
Before I go let me thank each and every one of you for reading this blog, reading my books, and for just being awesome!
Rock on, rocking rockers! See ya in a few weeks!