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Writing In Suburbia #24: Is It Tale or Tail?

What? Another episode of Writing In Suburbia? Yep. I gotta get them in when I have the time, man. That’s how this pro writing thing works!

In this episode I talk about The Long Tail. Or is it Long Tale? I honestly don’t know and Google was no freaking help at all. But, regardless of what it is called, I chat about planning your career as a pro writer and realizing there is a lot of hurry up and wait plus a good dose of fortune telling.

Enjoy!

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Writing In Suburbia #23: This Little Piggy Wrote For The Market

Welcome back, folks!

This week’s episode is on the subject of writing for the market. Whatever the market wants, the market gets, but are you the writer to feed it? I talk a little about my thought processes on why I choose what I choose to write. I also talk about why it is perfectly okay to write for the market or to ignore the market completely.

It’s your career, folks. Do with it what you want.

I am also recording in a new office setup, so gonna be good to hear what it sounds like.

Enjoy!

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Friday Night Drabble Party!

Oh, the weather outside is frightful!

At least for this section of the world. Stay safe, folks. Stay warm. Don’t let in any strange yetis. Only the yetis you know.

Hey, know what else is really cold? The depths of space! And speaking of space, I have a new military scifi/space marine novel out!

Salvage Merc One!

Salvage-Merc-one-ebook-cover Joseph Laribeau was born to be a Marine in the Galactic Fleet. He was born to fight the alien enemies known as the Skrang Alliance and travel the galaxy doing his duty as a Marine Sergeant. He loved the life. But when the War ended and Joe found himself medically discharged, the best job ever was over and he never thought he’d find his way again.

Then a beautiful alien walked into his life and offered him a chance at something even greater than the Fleet, a chance to serve with the Salvage Merc Corp.

Now known as Salvage Merc One Eighty-Four, Joe Laribeau is given the ultimate assignment by the SMC bosses. To his surprise it is neither a military nor a corporate salvage. Rather, Joe has to risk his life for one of his own. He has to find and bring back the legend that started the Corp.

He must find Salvage Merc One.

 

 

 

Doesn’t that sound ten kinds of awesome? Yes, yes it does.

Now, how about some drabbletastic fiction?

Enjoy!

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Not A Storm
By
Jake Bible

The chair lift stopped dead.

Wind. Freezing rain. Darkness everywhere.

“Power outage,” Colby said as he stared down at the barely visible slope.

“They gotta have backup generators,” Magnus said. “Not like they don’t expect bad weather.”

“I don’t know,” Colby replied. “Maybe there was some short.”

A low rumbling reached them. Not from above, like an avalanche coming to cover them forever, but from the side, near the other slope.

“Hear that?” Colby asked. “That a storm?”

Magnus whimpered.

Colby turned his direction and saw it. It was huge, rising up from the mountainside.

It was not a storm.

***

Cheers!

Disclaimer: It ain’t always keggers and snow bunnies on the mountain.

Writing In Suburbia #22: From Notes To Novel

That’s right, folks, a second episode of Writing In Suburbia for the new year has happened!

In this episode I break down how I go from note taking to novel writing. And from novel writing to novel finishing. It’s a process and a half, and may not be for everyone, but I think y’all will get some good advice out of this episode.

Enjoy!

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Friday Night Drabble Party!

Happy 2016, y’all!

Buy Blood Cruise! Leave it a review! LOVE IT!

That’s it for my shilling. Let’s get to the first Drabble of the year! TIME TO PARTY!

Tonight’s micro-fiction is brought to you by my constant playing of spaghetti western scores as I write my far-future mech western. Yep. Far-future mech western. Hells to the yeah.

Enjoy!

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They Fell
By
Jake Bible

Kinkade swung the .45 around as Muoco and Hare stepped into the room. The two men stopped, their hands inches from their own irons. All eyes narrowed and the three stood in the nearly collapsed old church, stucco and plaster at their feet, piles of adobe bricks piled high in the dark, shadowed corners.

“You should have kept going, boys,” Kinkade said.

“No choice, gringo,” Muoco growled. “Took the job. Have to finish the job.”

Hare nodded in agreement, silent as always.

“Sorry to hear that,” Kinkade said. “I have a job to finish as well.”

He fired. They fell.

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Cheers!

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