Jake Bible Fiction

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    What? Huh? WHAT? You here for a Drabble or something? That it? You want me to give you 100 words for free? Yeah?

    WELL, NOTHING IS FREE!

    Why? Because I’m going to ask for a little help, folks. Below is the stock plea for you to sponsor me during the Mountain Of Words campaign! I didn’t tweak the plea since I wanted to make sure you got all the info. But, beware! I’ll be tweaking this plea over the next couple of weeks. It’s gonna get crazy!

    For now, read it, absorb it, act on it!

    Then you can read the free drabble. BAM!

    Sponsor Me!

    I am participating in the 4th annual Mountain of Words Write-A-thon to support the work of Asheville Writers in the Schools and Community. This non-profit organization changes lives with creativity and literacy by connecting  teaching artists  with children, youth and families through innovative programs for those too often overlooked and underserved. Funds raised will support the Family Voices program in local elementary schools, summer artist residencies in programs for children from low income communities,  and the new online magazine program for teens,  Word on the Street. (Find out more by visiting ashevillewritersintheschools.org)

    Just click the link below and sponsor me for the generous amount you feel comfortable in giving—all donations are tax-deductible. I’ll be writing as much as I can for AWITSC between now and November 19.

    http://www.mountainofwords.org/jake-bible.html

    Want to send a check? Make it out to Asheville Writers in the Schools, mail to 347 Kenilworth Road, Asheville, NC 28805 and put my name in the memo line!

    NOW ONTO THE DRABBLE!

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    More Like Impossible
    By
    Jake Bible

    The way out was blocked.

    Of course it was.

    Helen stared at the cave in. She stared at the stacked boulders and the small rocks that trickled down from the top of the massive pile that stood between her and freedom. She stared at the improbable –more like impossible– turn of events.

    The thing howled from deep within the cave, having caught her scent once again. Helen shivered at the sound. It just never gave up.

    Helen climbed the boulders and began to yank the rocks free. No way she was giving up either. That thing could kiss her ass.

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    Cheers!

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  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    So, we meet again. I always knew it would come to this. Me here. You there. A Drabble between us. So it has been foretold, so it has been written!

    Written in 100 words exactly, that is! BAM!

    Welcome back to the Friday Night Drabble Party! It’s the time of the week where you can let all your inhibitions go and just be free! FREE!

    Of course, that depends on what your inhibitions are. If something inside your head is keeping you from putting your private bits in the mayonnaise then maybe keep that inhibition. That wouldn’t be so bad. Think of the children.

    Hey! You want to see me read this drabble on video? Do ya? Huh? Do ya? Ya know ya do!

    Then sign up for my mailing list! Only those on the mailing list get exclusive access to my video and audio readings! Drabbles! Works in progress! Confessions to murder!

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    Now, on to the 100 words!

    Enjoy!

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    Half An Inch
    By
    Jake Bible

    The doorknob was half an inch from Louise’s fingertips. Only half an inch. All she had to do was grab it, turn it, and she’d be free.

    Terry screamed again. From far off, back inside the house Louise had fought so hard to get free from. And she was so close. Half an inch so close.

    “Turn the knob. Run,” Louise told herself. Terry screamed again. Louise cringed. “Turn the knob. Run.”

    “Yes. Turn the knob. Run,” It said.

    Louise screamed and grabbed for that last half an inch. She never made it.

    She had been so close.

    So close.

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    Cheers!

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  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Here we are!

    Yep…here we are. Where are we exactly?

    Oh, wait, I know. FRIDAY NIGHT DRABBLE PARTY!

    You know what? Not only can you read this drabble, but you can also hear/watch me read it! That’s right, folks, each week I’ll be uploading a video of me reading my weekly drabble! Huzzah!

    How can you get in on this magic? Simple. Sign up for my mailing list. No spam. Once a week roundups of what’s going on with Jake Bible Fiction which include the exclusive video reading of my weekly drabble. Once a month newsletter with special announcements, new releases, links to cool shit, and an exclusive video reading of an excerpt from my current work in progress. That’s what ya get.

    What a bargain! So get to clickety-clickety on the pic below and sign your butt up!

    DO IT!

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    ENJOY!

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    Not A Thing
    By
    Jake Bible

    “I changed my mind. I don’t want to do this.”

    “What? Dude! You can’t change your mind now! It’s too late!”

    “It’s never too late.”

    “Um, yeah, it is. You chopped his head off!”

    “Then I call do-over.”

    “You what?”

    “I call do-over. We’ll just turn back time and I’ll not chop off his head.”

    “That’s not a thing.”

    “Sure it is. We use a watch or hourglass or wibbly-wobbly phone booth.”

    “Those don’t exist!”

    “What?”

    “Those don’t exist. Time travel isn’t real.”

    “Huh… You sure?”

    “DUDE!”

    “Shit. Okay. Well, guess we better bury the body then.”

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: NO DO-OVERS!

  • Writing In Suburbia #43: Buyer’s Remorse or How I Changed My Mind In Less Than 24hrs

    Another episode of Writing In Suburbia is here!

    And, well, it basically dovetails directly off the subject of the last episode. I don’t think what I’ll be talking about is going to go in the direction you think. Seriously. I wouldn’t have thought I’d be talking about this when I recorded last week’s episode. Obviously.

    Well, you’ll see.

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  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Behold! The weekend is here! Let us celebrate with 100 words of free micro-fiction! The gods must be appeased by drabbles or lo unto all!

    I have no idea what lo unto all means. It sounds scary, though.

    Hey! Welcome back to another night of drabbletastic deliciousness!

    No special announcements. If you want to sign up for my mailing list so you can get access to exclusive audio and video content, then just click above. Or check out some novels. Or audiobooks. Whatevs.

    On to the drabble!

    Enjoy!

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    Eleven
    By
    Jake Bible

    Ten.

    That’s how many shots it took to bring Clarence down. The man just wouldn’t fall. I emptied my revolver into him, reloaded, and nearly emptied it again before he collapsed to the steaming pavement.

    “You shouldn’t have come here, man,” I said as I replaced the four spent cartridges. “You were warned.”

    “What we gonna do with him?” Morgie asked.

    “Leave him,” I said. “Gators will get him.”

    “There’s gators?” Morgie asked.

    I stared at the imbecile then shook my head.

    “It’s Florida,” I replied.

    Morgie nodded, not understanding.

    Clarence moaned.

    Jesus.

    Eleven.

    Eleven shots to put him down.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: It dies at eleven.