Hey, Folks!
Just wanted to share a quick link! I was interviewed by ashevilleblog.com since my latest novel, Z-Burbia, is set right here in the Cesspool of Sin itself, Asheville, NC! Have a read and be sure to check out Z-Burbia and all the gory satire and zombie horror I’ve packed into it!
Cheers!
It is now available on Kindle! Z-Burbia: A Zombie Novel!
Whispering Pines is a classic, quiet, private American subdivision on the edge of Asheville, NC, set in the pristine Blue Ridge Mountains. Which is good since the zombie apocalypse has come to Western North Carolina and really put suburban living to the test!
Surrounded by a sea of the undead, the residents of Whispering Pines have adapted their bucolic life of block parties to scavenging parties, common area groundskeeping to immediate area warfare, neighborhood beautification to neighborhood fortification.
But, even in the best of times, suburban living has its ups and downs what with nosy neighbors, a strict Home Owners’ Association, and a property management company that believes the words “strict interpretation” are holy words when applied to the HOA covenants. Now with the zombie apocalypse upon them even those innocuous, daily irritations quickly become dramatic struggles for personal identity, family security, and straight up survival.
Welcome to normal life in Z-Burbia!
While I have spent a lot of my writing career playing in the world of the undead, I have mainly been reinventing the genre with the Apex Trilogy, Bethany and the Zombie Jesus, and Little Dead Man. Z-Burbia represents my first just straight zombie novel in the vein of Romero and such. No bells, no whistles, no changing the zombies into fast killers, or mutant virus zombies, or articulate zombies with hearts of gold just looking to be hugged and loved and- well you get the picture. Z-Burbia is about the good old zombie apocalypse and all that brings.
Of course, being Romero-esque, I couldn’t help but add the social satire. Romero took on the commercialism of American society by setting Dawn of the Dead in a mall. Classic! But what other truly American invention could possibly match up to the mall for commentary on our society? Oh, right, the suburb! And Z-Burbia was born!
Filled with plenty of action, gore, horror, social commentary, and a shit ton of humor and sarcasm, Z-Burbia was a blast to write and will be a blast to read! It’s the first in an open ended series, so this is something you’ll want to go ahead and get in on. This isn’t a trilogy, this is a series. Don’t wait for it to end before picking up the first book, because I’ll keep writing these as long as readers keep reading. And, yes, as soon as the paperback is available I’ll put it up on this site to order so you can get autographed copies straight from me. Huzzah!
Get to clicking that cover up yonder in the post and it’ll take, take, take you away to Amazonia and all the kindle ebook goodness that brings!
I hope you dig it. Be sure to let me know how you like it (and leave a review!) because feedback will help me shape the future of this series.
Enjoy!
Cheers!
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.
The first Friday of October! Oh, let the Party begin!
I do love this month. Halloween and my birthday. I turn the big Four-Oh this month. Forty years of awesome! You know what else is awesome? The Friday Night Drabble Party! It’s true! And this month, each Friday will have some type of horror element. Not precisely Halloween themed, but close enough for horseshoes and beta releases.
So get to reading this week’s Drabble!
(PS- If you’re shopping for my birthday I prefer bourbon. I also like hats. I’m a bald man turning forty, so yes, I will wear them with irony.)
Enjoy!
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A Snapshot of Violence
By
Jake Bible
The teeth flew from his mouth like streamers from a New Year’s Eve cracker. Bits of enamel like confetti; spittle like glitter. His head rocked to the side, all slow-motion and drama. Sweat exploded from his damp hair, spraying across the wall, filling the space between the splatters of blood. His legs went weak, his knees buckled, his hands reached behind him for something steady, something solid, substantial; the opposite of his mental state. He couldn’t open his eyes anymore; he couldn’t see the next hit. Or the next one. Or the next. Then, thankfully, it was over and done.
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Disclaimer: I call them crackers, you call them poppers, either way they still go boom and spray paper and crap everywhere while making the dogs hide under the table.
Who’s ready to get down on the get down? Who’s ready to Party like it’s 2999? There will be jetpacks!
I have a Drabble in my post and its happy to see you!
Enjoy!
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Video Games Kill!
By
Jake Bible
“The jump is too far!” Harold screamed. “I’ll never make that!”
“Come on, dude,” Clint smirked. “You just have to go all the way back, get a good start, run your ass off then jump at the very last second. Just like on level three of Super Jump Man.”
“Impossible!”
“No, it’s not. You got this.”
“Fine. Whatever.”
Harold stood at the far edge, took several deep breaths then ran. His arms pumped, his legs bunched. He jumped! And fell.
“Huh,” Clint said, looking over the edge of the building at his friend’s mangled corpse. “Video game physics totally lied.”
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Cheers!
Disclaimer: Kids are dumb.
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