• Howdy!

    Time for another great Party! 100 words of awesome to get this weekend started!

    Hey, know what else is awesome and will include words? This!

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    Local Asheville area authors, including Sara Gruen, Charles Frazier, Beth Revis, Jamie Mason, and myself, are banding together to help fight the disgusting law passed by the NC legislature. You may have heard of it. HB2. Come on out on May 18th and help us make a difference. All proceeds from tickets sales after costs will be divided among the ACLU of NC, Campaign for Southern Equality, Tranzmission, and Equality NC and their efforts to repeal HB2 and overcome the harm it has caused in our community.

    That’s some powerful stuff right there. Support if you can, please.

    Now, on with the drabble!

    Enjoy!

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    Indeed
    By
    Jake Bible

    It was the biggest break of his life, a thousand people waiting to hear his story.

    “Gobble hap, munbutt,” Jeffery Holt said. “Goobsham boggnock.”

    The silence was brutal. Not a peep or sniffle from the audience. The moderator gave Jeffery an encouraging smile. Jeffery smiled back and pushed on.

    Fifteen minutes later he finished. “Nunkik morga wapp,” Jeffrey said and closed the book.

    The audience burst to their feet, the applause wild and raucous.

    The moderator gripped Jefferey’s hand, pumping it up and down.

    “Bun noof farble,” the moderator cheered.

    Jeffery smiled from ear to ear. Bun noof farble, indeed.

    ***

    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Bun noof farble, indeed.

  • Friday has arrived and it is ready to Party!

    Y’all want some free fiction. I know you guys. You are just jonesing for 100 words of Jake Bible goodness. That sounds way dirtier than it should…

    Before we dive into the micro-fiction, I gots two announcements.

    Drop Team Zero is out now!

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    And Salvage Merc One is $.99!

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    Ten kinds of awesome going on right there!

    Now, on with the show!

    Enjoy!

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    From Holler To Holler
    By
    Jake Bible

    The thunder rolled across the mountains, bouncing and echoing from holler to holler, a cacophony of Nature’s fury and ultimate will.

    Tully walked the trail, one eye on the steep drop to his left, the other on the ever darkening sky.

    “We gonna make it, Papa?” Nick asked. “To the top?”

    “We’re gonna make it, son,” Tully replied, but was unsure.

    They had a strong lead, but every once in a while, between the cracks and booms, he could hear the hounds.

    “You ain’t gonna let the Devil take me, right Papa?” Nick asked.

    Tully had no answer to that.

    ***

    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: The friend of the Devil is a friend of mine.

  • Hey there. Happy Friday. Y’all looking for a free Drabble?

    Then you have come to the right website!

    Not gonna shill anything this evening. If you want to know what new novels I have, or audiobooks, or podcast episodes, or whatever, then just click away at the menu above. It’s like a treasure map, but without the map and all that map stuff!

    Speaking of maps, how about we get right into tonight’s micro-fiction?

    Enjoy!

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    Cartography, Calligraphy
    By
    Jake Bible

    “Cartography?” Millard asked. “How in the bloody hell will cartography help us survive this ordeal?”

    “Because proper penmanship is integral to spell creation,” Nardle replied. “And you can’t have spell casting without spell creation.”

    “You do realize cartography is about maps and calligraphy is about penmanship and such, right?” Millard asked.

    Nardle blinked.

    “What have you done?” Millard asked.

    “May I borrow your phone?” Nardle responded, avoiding the question. “I need to send a very important text.”

    It was already too late. Behind them a mountain began to grow, obliterating everything, and everyone in its path.

    “Oops?” Nardle said quietly.

    ***

    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: What do I know from maps?

  • The Party is back!

    Yes, FNDP has been missing from your eyeholes for a couple weeks. I had deadlines and then there was some time with the Fam for spring break. Life keeps moving, folks.

    But the mighty free micro-fiction has returned!

    Know what else has returned? Fighting Iron! But, this time it’s in audiobook form! You gotta hear this, y’all. The narrator did a fantastic job. If you’re in the mood for a far-future mech western, and I know you are, then this is the audiobook for you! Just click the pic and awaaaaaaay you go!

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    Oh, and know what else is going on? My newsletter! Sign up if you haven’t already. I do not spam. I repeat, I do not spam. Spamming is way too much work. You’ll get a monthly newsletter and maybe some special announcements here and there. Maybe. Again, it’s a lot of work.

    Now, onto tonight’s Drabble!

    Enjoy!

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    McDoogal’s Mech Oil
    By
    Jake Bible

    “Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. America and all the mechs at sea! We interrupt your evening’s entertainment for a special report. Hal? Are you there?”

    “I am here, Connor, and what a sight! I am standing on the Malibu shore. The sea is churning, the Army is setting up artillery, and all heck is about to break loose. If it wasn’t for the mechs, I don’t think we’d survive these giant monsters.”

    “Yes, indeed, Hal. Speaking of, I should remind our audience that tonight’s sponsor is McDoogal’s Mech Oil. The only oil trusted for America’s fifty-foot battle machines’ needs!”

    ***

    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Kaiju! Run!

  • Oh, glorious Friday! Let us worship you with 100 words of mighty micro-fiction! Let us pray at the altar of the Drabble!

    Hey, before we get to the praying, just a quick reminder that Z-Burbia 7: Sisters of the Apocalypse is available now. NOW! Go get you some kick-ass Elsbeth action!

    Sisters!

    Now, on to the micro-fiction!

    Enjoy!

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    To Be A Drone
    By
    Jake Bible

    The creature gnawed through the flesh, crunching on muscle and fat as it forced its way out of its host. The feeling was exhilarating; a violent birth that would lead to an even more violent life. The chance to be a drone and serve the queen.

    The bone came up fast and the creature smacked its round head against several vertebrae, bringing its progress to a full stop.

    “Guys? A little help?” the creature hissed.

    The creature could hear laughter.

    “Larry went backwards and hit the spine,” one of its already free brethren said. “What a lousy chest-burster. Ha!”

    ***

    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Don’t look in the egg.