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Friday Night Drabble Party!

Yo! What’s up, Party People? You ready for some drabbletastic delights? Yeah, you are!

Of course, before we get to the 100 Words of Awesome, we must first explore all the goodness that has been delivered to the internet this week by yours truly. By me, in case the yours truly thing doesn’t translate to your culture/generation/species/etc.

A new Writing In Suburbia episode is up! Huzzah! In this episode I explore Two Questions With Patrick E. McLean. Y’all should check it out.

And I also uploaded a new video to my YouTube Writing Advice series. Checking that out is something else you should do. Right now. Go check it out. Do it. You wanna, you know it. Do it. Come on.

As always, I gotta shill me some Max Rage: Intergalactic Badass! If you haven’t read it then get on that! If you have read it then please leave a review! REVIEW!

Now, on with the drabble!



Not For Me
Jake Bible

Hailey studied the ancient inscription, staring at it for hours before finally uncurling her legs from under her to stand. The numbness that spread in her limbs threatened to topple her into the dirt and musky flowers that surrounded the broken idol.

“Miss?” Algernon asked. “Have you found what you seek?”

Hailey smiled a sad, knowing smile at her assistant.

“I did, Al,” Hailey said. “But what I found is not for me.”

Hailey picked up her bag, shooing Algernon’s hands away from the canvas sack, and hiked back into the jungle to reverse the trek she’d spent months taking.



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Writing In Suburbia #65: Two Questions With Patrick E. McLean!

Yes, there is a new episode out!

There’s always so much enthusiasm when releasing a new episode since they are so few and far between. Hope you dig this episode!

Today I bring you an interview I did with the highly talented writer, Patrick E. McLean. Not only does he write incredible novels (see show notes) but he’s done some pretty big copywriting for a few brands you may have heard of. Writing ain’t all about novels and short stories, y’all!

So, kick back and relax and get ready for a fun interview!


Show notes-

Find out more about Patrick at

Books and stuffs mentioned:

Max Rage: Intergalactic Badass!

The Flipside

YouTube Writing Advice Series

Four Weeks To Finished: How To Stop Making Excuses, Start Being Prolific, And Finish Your Novel!

Theme music: “Whiskey on the Mississippi” Kevin MacLeod (
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Friday Night Drabble Party!

Yo! Welcome to the Friday after 4th of July!

For those not in the US of A, we call this Friday “Stop shooting off fireworks, you dumb redneck sons of bitches!”.

Speaking of sons of bitches, how about that Max Rage, right? He’s one badass SOB! Hell, he’s so badass he’s Intergalactic!

But, despite being an Intergalactic Badass, Max Rage needs your help! The ebook is hovering in the charts. Not going up, not going down, just hovering. If y’all could buy a copy and give a little nudge, that’d be awesome. And, if you’ve already bought the ebook then please leave a review! Reviews are the lifeblood of authors!

Now, click the giant pic and get you some Max Rage: Intergalactic Badass!

Did ya click? I sure hope so. I sure hope so…

Drabble time!



How Droll
Jake Bible

Kitteridge never met a fight he didn’t want to join.

So, upon seeing the melee occurring just outside the door to his hotel, Kitteridge simply could not help himself.

The first person he encountered tried to snap his wrist. Kitteridge was having none of that. A strike to the throat brought a slow death.

The second person had a weapon. A lead pipe. Kitteridge found this infinitely amusing and laughed as he took the pipe and crushed the man’s head.

The third person had a pistol. He shot Kitteridge.

“A pistol. How droll,” were Kitteridge’s last words.

How droll indeed.



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Friday Night Drabble Party!

So many words to share! SO MANY WORDS!

Of course, 100 of those words are in drabble form below, BUT before we get to the micro-fiction extraordinaire, let’s talk about new releases!

Bam diggity, people! Agent Prime is out as an audiobook! Get to the clicking! Your earholes will thank me!








Also, for all you author-types out there, Four Weeks To Finished is ready to CHANGE YOUR FREAKIN’ LIFE!*

*Results will vary.

Also also, a new Writing In Suburbia is out! In this episode I interview Jamie Mason, a great suspense novelist and all around awesome person!

Oh, and lest we forget the great novels that were just released this month! LEST WE FORGET!

Click them pics!

Now, on with the drabble!



Every Page
Jake Bible

“Sign every page?” Jack asked, staring at the two meter high stack of paperwork in front of him.

“Every page,” Mr. Slewfoot said.

Jack tried to smile, but his lips wouldn’t oblige.

“The point of making a deal with you was to avoid Hell,” Jack said with a weak laugh. “This looks a lot like Hell.”

“Oh, it is,” Mr. Slewfoot said. “You’re in hell. Paperwork signing Hell.”


“I lied. Your soul is messed up, man. Kelly Blue Book is pitiful.” Mr. Slewfoot grinned wide. “Finish this. I’ll have the next stack brought in. Try not to cramp up.”



Disclaimer: Results will vary, people!

Friday Night Drabble Party!

Happy Friday The 13th!

Be sure to hug your favorite homicidal maniac!

Speaking of homicidal maniacs…

I have two new releases this week!

The first is the fourth Roak novel- Paradox Slaughter! This may be my favorite in the series so far. Check it out!

The second book out is the standalone sequel to Black Box Inc.- Blood Ghast Blues! This is a standalone, so if you haven’t read the first one, no worries. You’ll totally be able to hop in right here. GO GET IT!

Also, for those of you that are podcast inclined, there’s a new episode of Writing In Suburbia out!

Go get all the stuffs, people! GO GET ALL THE STUFFS!

Now, on with the drabble!



For Ages
Jake Bible

Hand to throat, knee on chest; the man held the creature down as the thing struggled underneath.

“You think you could kill them all and I’d never find you?” the man snarled. “Tracked you for ages.” The man squeezed harder. “Ages. Now you will pay for what–.”

The man’s eyes went wide as the bony tip of the creature’s tail exploded from the middle of the man’s chest.

Hand to throat relaxed, knee to chest fell away; the man collapsed onto his side, dead.

“How’d you think I killed ’em all, bitch?” the creature spat, wiping blood from its tail.




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