Friday Night Drabble Party!
Hello, hello, hello!
I am back from vacation! That means it’s time for some sexy, sexy drabble goodness! Grrrrrroooowwwlllll!
Yes, I did just do a tiger claw motion while I wrote that.
Where’d I go on vacation? Rocky Mountain High, y’all! First time in the Rockies. Uh-mazing! I grew up in Oregon, so I miss the big mountains. Loved the dry air.
But, now I’m home and it’s time to get back to the wordsmithing!
But, before we get to the 100 words of gold, let’s pimp!
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And the last installment of the Stanford Family saga is here! Z-Burbia 6: Rocky Mountain Die! People be LOVING this one!
Oh, and new episode of Writing In Suburbia! Have a listen if you want my take on being a professional full time writer while living the suburban life!
Now, on to the drabble!
My Right foot
Run, you moron, run!
Shit… Where’s my right foot? Shit!
Right foot gone. Suit sealing. Good. No loss of air. What’s that beeping? Okay, some loss of air.
Keep running! Less thinking, more moving, dipshit!
Kinda hard without a right foot. Really fucking hard without a right foot. Fast hobbling is my new thing. I’m the interstellar hobbler. Fuck.
What’s that sound? Where’d that come from? Left? Right? Up? Down?
Down! The damned thing is below me! Under the fucking ground!
Keep running (hobbling)!
Ship in ten meters. Seven. Five. Three. One. Hatch!
Shit… There goes the left foot.
Disclaimer: Take care of your feet, people!