Jake Bible Fiction

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Well, hello there! Back for some more Drabble Party action? Oh, hells to the yes you are!

    Not gonna pimp any books or audiobooks tonight. But I will point you to a guest blog post that Starla Huchton wrote for Views From The Captain’s Chair! If you are a writer and want to know a little about some serious internet marketing campaign fu, then have a read. It’s good stuff.

    Now, on to the drabble!

    Enjoy!

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    All About The Rules
    By
    Jake Bible

     

    “It doesn’t specifically say that I’m disqualified if I kill the other contestants,” Jaime smiled. “Read the rules. Sure, I can be arrested, but you can’t disqualify me.”

    “It clearly states that if you break any local, state, or federal laws then you are out,” Morgan said, tapping the clipboard that was always clutched in his hands. “Just because you are the last one left alive, does not mean you automatically win.”

    “But I haven’t broken any laws until I’m convicted,” Jaime insisted. “Innocent until proven guilty.”

    “He’s right,” Stanford sighed. “Give him the damn trophy. Then call the cops.”

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Sometimes it’s more about the spirit of the thing.

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    It is that time again, folks!

    48hr Film Project!

    Yep, every year I work with Team Long Shot to make an 8 minute film in just 48hrs. It’s a blast! Didn’t catch our Audience Award winning entries from last year and the year before? No worries! Click on the Screenplays tab above or just click HERE!

    It’s going to be exciting to see what genre we get this year! By the time you read this I will be neck deep in screenwriting. Crazy, man, crazy.

    But you’re not here for cinema, you are here for free micro-fiction. So let’s get this Party started!

    Enjoy!

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    Peace
    By
    Jake Bible

    Ten little birds sitting on a wire. They peck and chirp, small, black beaks in constant motion. Wings flutter, tiny bodies twitch and hop.

    The flames hit them faster than they can protest.

    Ten little bird corpses littering the road. Their feathers scorched, bodies baked, beaks nothing but blackened nubs of keratin and bone. Empty eye sockets, jelly boiled from their heads.

    The boots scrape pavement, soles long since worn through to the cracked and blistered skin inside. A toe nudges an avian corpse and it stirs, life still struggling within; no corpse after all.

    “Peace.”

    The boot crashes down.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: These boots were made for stompin’.

     

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Hello, again, hello!

    Welcome back to the Party!

    For those that don’t know, Friday Night Drabble Party is my weekly gift to my readers and fans. Every Friday I give you, yes YOU, a free 100 word story. Seriously, no charge. You just have to read my ramblings before the story. And you love my ramblings, right? RIGHT?

    Speaking of ramblings! Have you heard the news? Kaiju Winter is available now by Severed Press! Huzzah to big giant monsters!

    Kaiju_Winter_ebook_coverThe Yellowstone super volcano has begun to erupt, sending North America into chaos and the rest of the world into panic. People are dangerous and desperate to escape the oncoming mega-eruption, knowing it will plunge the continent, and the world, into a perpetual ashen winter. But no matter how ready humanity is, nothing can prepare them for what comes out of the ash: Kaiju!

     

     

     

     

     

    Yeah, you know you want a piece of that! Go get ya some, yo! NOW! DO IT!

    Or, maybe, just maybe, you’d rather read tonight’s drabble? How about you do both? The drabble will be right here when you get back from purchasing Kaiju Winter. Take your time.

    WINKY FACE!

    Enjoy!

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    Better Driver
    By
    Jake Bible

    “Get to the right!” Sims shouted, his hands pressed against the dashboard as the Dodge Charger screamed down the highway. “The right! Right, right, right!”

    “Shut the fuck up!” McMillan yelled. “First day in the US! Gonna take some gettin’ used to this drivin’ on the wrong side of the bloody road thing!”

    “It’s not the wrong side here!” Sims shouted, his knuckles white as his fingertips nearly ripped the dash apart. “Why’d you say you’d drive?”

    “Because I’m the better driver!” McMillan replied, spitting blood. “Even gut shot!”

    Sims didn’t argue, McMillan was the better driver, even gut shot.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: BUY KAIJU WINTER!

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Who is ready to Party? YOU ARE!

    No, seriously, you are. Ahhh, come on. Party. There’s a free Drabble in it for ya.

    There ya go!

    Friday Night Drabble Party is ready to rock this planet across the Milky Way! Or something like that.

    But, before we get to that interstellar rocking, how about I make a couple of announcements?

    Z-Burbia 3: Estate of the Dead is now available as an audiobook on Audible, Amazon, and iTunes! Go get some of that audio goodness!

    The other announcement is that Little Dead Man is available for pre-order! That’s right, you can order the trade paperback right now, lock in that early bird savings, and then it will be delivered to your door on July 15th! Or something like that. Click the link or here and you can choose your retailer! THE FUTURE IS NOW!

    Word!

    Now to the drabble!

    Enjoy!

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    Corner Market
    By
    Jake Bible

    Corner market. Sitting there like a hollow tumor, sick and dying.

    The last remnants of the city, left alone to rot and sag.

    The tinkle of glass and a small cry. Silence follows. Desperate silence. Pleading, begging silence.

    Nothing.

    A shuffle of footsteps, an angry whisper, the hint of a face. Watching, waiting, praying.

    A howl.

    A whimper.

    No hint of a face. More shuffling footsteps. A door opens, a door closes.
    Silence.

    A howl.

    Feet slapping on ancient, cracked pavement.

    A howl.

    Feet stopping, body quivering, mouth salivating.

    Corner market. Sitting there like a lunchbox, waiting to be opened.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Careful where you shop.

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Time to get your Drabble on! It’s Party time!

    I have actually prepped tonight’s drabble, and post, well in advance due to the fact I’ll be in Charlotte, NC when this posts. I’ll be on panels and have an author table at ConCarolinas! Come on out and see me, yo!

    But int the meantime, how’s about you read some micro-fiction that will blow your mind!

    KABLOOOOOSH!

    Mind. Blown.

    Enjoy!

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    Under The Influence
    By
    Jake Bible

    The speedometer read “TWORK”. No worries, he’d seen TWORK before. Just a hallucination. He was sure he was going only 20 lps. Totally safe.

    “Next left,” Bisch said. “Past the third asteroid.”

    “Your left or my left?” Hollis asked. He didn’t want to ask about the asteroids; he assumed the giant floating baby heads were probably what Bisch was talking about.

    “We have the same left!” Bisch snapped.

    Hollis took the left and slammed on the brakes, sending the spacecraft into a power slide.

    “No way I’m driving through that marshmallow,” Hollis said.

    “Griff! How high are you?” Bisch yelled.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Just drive!