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Friday Night Drabble Party!

Happy Holidays, y’all!

This will be the last Party of 2014! Well, not the last “party”, but the last Friday Night Drabble Party. There’s just too much going on in the Bible-Sullivan casa the next couple weeks to keep up with the free micro-fiction. I gots egg nog to drink, yo!

So, in honor of the season that’s the reason for treason (that’s how it goes, right?), I have decided to spread some holiday cheer with a drabble that is sure to upset some. But, hey, it’s the internet, so when aren’t people upset over trivial things?

Hope y’all have a great Holiday season and get lots of goodies for Xmas and Hanukkah, and Kwanza, and Solstice and whatever the Spaghetti Monster peeps get!

Enjoy!

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Going Down In Infamy
By
Jake Bible

“Shit! Did he see us?”

“No, I don’t think so.”

They ran for their lives across the barren, snow-covered landscape.

“Did…did you see them? All those little bodies…stacked up…bleeding.”

“I saw them.”

“How…how could he do that?”

“I don’t know.”

“Sure, we made fun of him here and there, but we make fun of everyone. We were joking! JOKING!”

“I don’t think he cares. That guy has always been off.”

“We have to find Santa.”

“You didn’t see?”

“See what?”

“He was on the bottom of the pile, Dasher! Rudolph stacked the elves on him!”

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Holiday Cheers!

Disclaimer: You better watch out!

Friday Night Drabble Party!

It’s Friday Night Drabble Party featuring the Drabbletastic Dancers!

Okay, sorry, no dancers. I just don’t have the budget for them. You’ll have to settle for me in an elf suit doing an awkward jig.

Hey! Come back! There’s free micro-fiction!

Enjoy!

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Holiday Roast
By
Jake Bible

“Braising is the way to get the meat tender,” Marcus said.

“Pit cooking,” Clyde replied. “Bury it deep with hot coals then don’t touch for twenty-four hours.”

“Too long, man,” Marcus laughed.

“Stew,” Arlene said. “You get meat and veggies in one dish. Easy to freeze.”

“Like we have a freezer,” Marcus smirked.

“Winter is nature’s freezer,” Arlene smiled.

“That’s weeks away,” Clyde said. “Pit cook it.”

“I’m not an it!” Brian whined.

“However we cook it,” Marcus said. “It kinda has to be dead first.”

“Oops,” Clyde laughed.

Arlene and Marcus joined in the laughter.

Brian did not.

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Cheers!

Disclaimer: all meat should be cooked to an even temperature of 165 degrees before consuming to avoid illness.

New Releases- Audio and Print!

Hello and Happy Holidays!

I’m listening to some Chuck Berry right now and, man, that Rudolph better run run!

Speaking of holidays, you know what makes a great gift for the season? JAKE BIBLE FICTION!

Good thing I have a new audiobook out and also a new novel! Check them out below and get to that ordering, yo! Or should I say “ho”? As in “Ho ho ho”. Not as in a street walker. Although, street walkers need gifts too!

Anyhoo…

The_Americans_Audiobook

Hundreds of years after the United States is turned into a radioactive, zombie infested wasteland, the descendants of peacekeeping troops stranded abroad are now the world’s marshals, keeping law and order in a futuristic landscape of high-tech feudalism and raw, bioorganic metal.

They are known simply as: The Americans.

The exciting sidequel to DEAD MECH takes you on a hellride through Europe, Asia and beyond as American Ghost Heather Walton must save her family, her friends, and an all important cargo, as all Americans struggle to maintain their place in a world where the powers that be no longer want them. And will stop at nothing to put an end to their standing and their very existence!

 

 

 

Mega-3-ebook-cover

Mega 3: When Giants Collide!

Team Grendel has made some enemies. 

The Team of ex-Navy SEALs, scientists, and highly trained misfits may have saved countless lives, but they are now paying for their heroism. Pursued relentlessly across the globe by an unknown group, Team Grendel finds themselves disavowed by the United States and other sovereign nations for their work outside legal channels. 

Across the South Pacific ocean, Team Grendel must flee, headed for a sanctuary only their boss and benefactor knows about, fighting for their lives the entire way. But, as is the luck of Team Grendel, there is more than just human enemies chasing them down. As they battle their way across the open waters, something so giant, so relentless, and so hungry, pursues them, ready to end their war on the monsters of the deep. 

The mother of their nightmares has come to the surface and it will not stop until the Team is dead and devoured! Yet, even a monster shark of nightmarish proportions has its own enemy and Team Grendel is about to find out what happens When Giants Collide! 

Black Friday Night Drabble Party!

Hey Y’all!

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!

Cheers!

Friday Night Drabble Party!

Hello!!!

I would like to warmly welcome you back to another Party! Help yourself to some Drabbles and don’t be self-conscious if you read some of the backlog. Binging Drabbles is good for one’s health! SCIENCE!

Just a little heads up that Z-Burbia 4: Cannibal Road is now in audiobook form! Click away and get your copy at Audible.com. As soon as it’s up on Amazon and iTunes, I will let ya’ll know.

Now to the drabble!

Enjoy!

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The Foul Things
By
Jake Bible

Carlos hated pickles. Dill, sweet- he couldn’t stand the foul things.

So, to be trapped in a convenience store with pickle juice dripping off the shelf onto his head, while being shot at, was the ultimate insult.

“Come on, Carlos! We don’t have all day! Give us the food and we’ll just go our separate ways!”

Carlos hated that voice as much as he hated pickles.

“Bite me, Lyle!” Carlos yelled. He refused to tell the man that there was no food left, just disgusting pickles. The principle of post-apocalyptic scavenging had to be upheld. “Go raid somewhere else!”

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Cheers!

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