Friday Night Drabble Party!
Just stating the obvious.
Hey, you know what else is obvious? That you want the latest Roak book! Razer Edge is available NOW!
Razer Station is one of the most notorious stations in the galaxy. Criminals, con artists, freaks, rebels, junkies, and smugglers inhabit the space station that floats at the outer edge of civilization.
It’s Roak’s kind of place.
But, Roak isn’t on Razer for a little R&R; he’s there on a job.
For Roak, it should be an easy job- track down an old tech that has been targeted by several corporations and deliver the tech to the corporations.
Except Razer Station is never that accommodating and Roak’s easy job quickly turns into a nightmare battle for survival and a race across the station before it all goes up in flames.
The third chapter in the Roak saga continues with more grit, more grime, and more bodies than ever. Roak is pissed and gunning for anyone and everyone that dares get in his way!
Now, on with the Drabble!
He sat at the piano, a ghost of what he once was. His fingers played across the ebony and the ivory, although neither of those substances had existed in centuries. Eyes were on him, watching, waiting, expecting.
“I would like to play for you something that has been in my mind for a very long time,” he said without looking towards the private audience or his host.
“Play the hits,” the host said firmly. “That’s why you are here.”
He began to argue, but stopped himself. The host was right. He was there to play his hits.
Immortality sucked sometimes.
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Friday is here and we shall celebrate with 100 words of fantastical awesomeness!
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Now, on with the Drabble!
The body was just too darn big to fit inside the box.
Jasper went to find the old axe he’d been meaning to sharpen for ages. Ages. He stared at the dull and rusted blade, sighed, then got to work.
Two hours. It took two hours for Jasper to get the body down to a manageable size so he could shut the box’s lid. He made sure the latch closed properly and affixed a nice, solid padlock.
Jasper was about to return the axe when the knocking from inside the box began.
It was going to be a long night.
Disclaimer: Always keep the blade ready!
I’m back from Dragon*Con and ready to get my Drabble on!
Man, my week has been filled with proofing manuscripts and prepping for the next novel which I start on Monday. Who’s ready for Mega 6? This guy!
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Now, on with the 100 words of fantastical abandonment!
They leapt into the air, kicking their back legs out as they curled their fore legs in, their hairy chins pointed down then up, down then up.
The creatures hopped from rock to rock, never slowing, never looking like they even knew what hesitation was. Their exuberance for life was evident by their loud bleats and constant movement.
The day wore on and their energy finally began to flag. They nodded to each other and headed for home, ready for a hearty dinner and nighttime nuzzles. It had been a glorious time.
Jut another day in the lives of weregoats.
Disclaimer: I’m king of the mountain!
Hold on now…where’s Jake? Where’s the Drabble?
Well, folks, Jake is in Atlanta for Dragon*Con! That meant a ton of prep and hustling to get work done, bags packed, and loins girded, for the 80,000 person insanity that downtown Atlanta will become! Or has become, at the time of this reading.
Speaking of readings!
Check out my Dragon*Con schedule below. Be sure and bring books for me to sign at the reading on Saturday!
Hope to see some of you there!
Title: Kaiju Lit
Time: Fri 02:30 pm Location: Peachtree 1-2 – Westin (Length: 1 Hour)
Description: Long a cinematic staple, world-smashing giant monsters are now wreaking havoc in the pages of literature.
Title: Reading: Jake Bible
Time: Sat 02:30 pm Location: Techwood – Hyatt (Length: 1 Hour)
Description: The SF author & Bram Stoker Award nominee reads from his space crime fiction.
Title: Plotting or Plodding?
Time: Sat 07:00 pm Location: Embassy CD – Hyatt (Length: 1 Hour)
Description: Tired of the same old plots? Discover creative ways to liven up your plotting.
Title: Collaborations, Critique Groups, & Beta Readers
Time: Sun 07:00 pm Location: Embassy CD – Hyatt (Length: 1 Hour)
Description: Today’s writers find creative help that writers of the past didn’t have. What’s right for a writer? We discuss if collaboration, critique group, or beta reader is the perfect choice & how to find them.
Oh, August, where hast thou gone? Le sigh…
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Even at full throttle, Naomi couldn’t outrun the Civics. Those dual-engine vehics simply had too much power; more horses in one engine than Naomi could coax from her entire vehic.
But power wasn’t everything. The problem with Civics and their vehics, was the State-paid losers never learned how to drive. Truly drive. They could push down on the diesel, sirens blaring, but that was it.
Naomi was a mechanic. The last of a great line. She knew that control meant as much as horses.
She aimed for the twists and turns of the hills and didn’t look back.
Disclaimer: Drive, baby, drive.