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Friday Night Drabble Party!

So, sometimes shit doesn’t go your way. That’s life, right?

Yep. That’s why there’s the Friday Night Drabble Party! It’s not just about bringing top quality micro-fiction your way, but also about me getting to vent and exorcise the demons that nearly drive me mad.

In that spirit I bring you tonight’s drabble.

Enjoy!

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PUNCH

By

Jake Bible

Punch.

Punch, punch.

Punch, punch, punch, punch.

PUNCH. PUNCH. PUNCHPUNCHPUNCH.

Pant, pant, sweat, pant. Punch.

PUNCH, PUNCH, PUNCH, PUNCH, PUNCH, PUNCH,

“Ow! Fuck!”

“You about done?”

“Not even close. Just getting started.”

“Fine. I’m going to go get beer and smokes. Want anything?”

“Ice. Plenty of ice. And whiskey. More whiskey than ice, but lots of ice.”

“So whiskey, whiskey, whiskey, and ice?”

“Something like that.”

“Want a burrito? I think I’ll get a burrito.”

“Nope. Just whiskey and ice.”

“I’m guessing the ice is for your hand?”

“And for the whiskey.”

“Be right back.”

Punch.

PUNCH, PUNCH, PUNCH, PUNCH.

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: Watch the thumb.

Friday Night Drabble Party!

It’s the Friday Night Drabble Party!

Possibly the only thing to get me past the post-Halloween blues. Most people get that day after Christmas depression, but that’s my wife’s birthday so we keep the party rollin’. That means in our house the depression comes on November 1st instead.  The day after Halloween should be a holiday. It helps kids get past their sugar hangovers and adults get past their Halloween party hangovers. Make this a law now! NOW!

Or just read this week’s drabble!

Enjoy!

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Break

By

Jake Bible

“Wind speed?” Heller whispered.

“Twenty knots,” Mitchell replied. “South by southwest. Countdown in three…two…one…break.”

The shot was fired and hit its target perfectly.

By the time the bodyguards knew which way to look, Heller and Mitchell had broken down their hide and were heading to the extraction point. They had five minutes, tops.

The buildings were old and derelict, but still occupied. Heller and Mitchell watched every window, every doorway. The extraction point was just ahead.

Mitchell stepped out first then went down. Perfect head shot. The bullet ripped apart any chance of him realizing the irony of his death.

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Disclaimer: A sniper’s life is always intense.

Friday Night Drabble Party!

Dang, man, is it Friday already? Then let’s get this Party started!

Another horror/Halloween themed Drabble for ya tonight. It’s the most wonderful time of the year!

And, being this most wonderful time of the year, I am sure you are in the mood for more than just 100 words! Oh, I know you are.  So how about you check out my newest novel, Z-Burbia! Just click on the pic and away you will go! Then come back and read some drabbley goodness!

Zburbia_ebook_cover

Enjoy!

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Children Will Play

By

Jake Bible

“Tinker Man, Tinker Man, we are calling you this morning,” the children sang.

They played their little game, holding hands, walking slowly in a circle. Their voices lifted into the Autumn air like dead leaves blowing on the wind.

“Tinker Man, Tinker Man, come on home, our darling,” they sang.

The body in the center of the circle stirred. First a twitch of its leg, a flutter of its hand.

“Tinker Man, Tinker Man, we give this form to thee,” the children continued, “For Tinker Man, Tinker Man, we want the world to bleed.”

The body rose. The children cheered.

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: Nothing to see, just innocent children’s games. So very innocent…

Friday Night Drabble Party!

Well, here we find ourselves again, slave to the Drabble and the Party that it spawns!

Oh, woe to the readers and writers of micro-fiction, for it is they that keep the world boxed in 100 word segments!

For the time of Friday Night Drabble Party is at hand! Glory be to the words that are neither 99 nor 101!

Okay, I’m done.

Tonight I’m going old school with this drabble.

Enjoy!

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An Ode to HPL

By

Jake Bible

He knew if he waited they would show themselves. He had heard them in the wall, crawling and scratching. The rats.

He had the landlady, Mrs. Controu, place her ear to the wall, but she insisted there was nothing. Nothing? The gall of that woman! He heard them! Heard them even as she offered up her false denial!

She was a part of it, he knew. She had set them to torment his life, to plague him with their scratching, to steal his sleep.

So he waited in the wall; waited for them to come.

But they were not rats.

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: When dealing with vermin, please consult a professional.

Friday Night Drabble Party!

Welcome back to the Party, y’all!

If you have a look around you’ll see I did some rearranging of the website. Gotta get all professional looking, ya know what I mean?

Speaking of professional, I will be at the Asheville Comic Expo tomorrow (Saturday 21st) from 11am to 7pm. I’ll be selling and signing books, handing out gruesome goodies, and just chatting it up with fans and readers and other professional artistic type peoples. You should come by. Seriously. Do it. Come by. DO IT!

But what you’re really here for is tonight’s Drabble, right? RIGHT?

Then let’s get to it!

Enjoy!

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Uncooperative Passengers

By

Jake Bible

“Fifteen seconds until reentry,” Computer said. “Please prepare all passengers for landing.”

Flames enveloped the hull as the vessel hit the upper atmosphere. Computer made all the calculations required to shield the occupants.

“Reentry complete,” Computer said. “Adjusting course for Home Base. Please remain harnessed until further instructed.”

Computer banked the vessel and came in at the correct speed  and trajectory to land safely, setting the vessel down with only a minimum of disturbance.

“The Company thanks you for your service. You may now disembark.”

Computer waited.

“You may now disembark.”

The skeletons strapped into the harnesses refused to answer.

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: Purchase of ticket does not constitute Company’s agreement to keep you alive. Please read all Terms and fill out the mandatory Will before boarding.

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