• Welcome to another episode of Writing In Suburbia!

    This week I don’t rant (much) or bitch (much), but instead, I chat about the fun there is in being a pro writer. At least, what I consider fun. I’m sure you’ll dig my BS.

    Enjoy!

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  • Welcome back to more Writing In Suburbia!

    This week I talk about the difference between self-doubt/self-loathing and fear. For those of you that worry about being “worthy” as a writer, this episode is for you. And for those that live in a constant state of fear when it comes to your writing career, this episode is for you as well.

    Enjoy!

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  • It’s time for some more Drabble Party fun, y’all! Gotta say that I look forward to this shindig each and every week. Y’all hear me?

    Yeah, ya do.

    Hey, you know what’s cool? Seeing Fighting Iron break the top 1000 on Amazon! Yeah, baby, that is some super cool shit right there. Not familiar with Fighting Iron? Then click the pic and get to learning, pardners! Amazon calls it a Cyberpunk novel, but I call it a far-future mech western. Read the reviews and see what others are saying.

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    Okay, okay, enough about me. Y’all are here to read 100 words of awesome. Who am I to get in the way of the party?

    Enjoy!

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    Tsunami
    By
    Jake Bible

    The pavement was covered with them, their tiny legs and segmented bodies moving like an entomological tsunami, ready to sweep over the man and woman that ran with every ounce of energy they had.

    The sun beat down, reflecting off the scorched parking lot, nearly blinding the fleeing couple, the heat rising in waves hot enough to steal their breath.

    They had one chance. One chance. Make a break for it and hope the RV would still start. But it didn’t look like they’d ever find out.

    The tsunami broke and the couple screamed, death by mandibles their unfortunate fate.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Raid ain’t gonna cut it.

     

  • Welcome back to more Writing In Suburbia!

    In this week’s episode I chat about the negative in-fighting within the writing community. Genre versus genre, author versus author, literary versus the world, traditionally published versus self-published!

    It’s a good episode, yo!

    Enjoy!

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  • Why, yes, it is Friday and, yes, there is another Drabble, and, yes, we shall have a Party!

    But, while you are reading this, I will be at a different sort of party. My son turns 17 today. Crazy, man, just crazy. So lift a glass and eat all the cake in celebration of the parenting ability in this household to keep a child alive for 17 years when we sure as hell can’t even keep a fern alive. It’s a miracle!

    Oh, and hey, guess what? Audible is running a BOGO with Z-Burbia! What’s a BOGO? It means Buy One Get One free. BOGO. This deal is only for members, so you should probably sign up for an Audible account. I listen to audiobooks everyday. It’s so worth it. Have a click and get yourself some Jake Bible Audiobooks!

    Oh, and Salvage Merc One is $.99 on Amazon! If you haven’t picked it up, now is the time!

    Now, on to the drabble!

    Enjoy!

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    Pointy
    By
    Jake Bible

    Killing the beast was not an easy task. Lord Helmgnot realized this as he slid down the rock face before coming to rest in the scorched earth.

    “Esthermane,” he whispered. He had lost his steed when the beast first came out of the cave, a monster made of nothing but pointy, gnashing teeth.

    Lord Helmgnot winced as he tried to get comfortable against the rock. But it was not to be as he shifted and half his intestines spilled from under his doublet.

    “But it was only a rabbit,” he muttered as his life slowly left him. “A stupid rabbit…”

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Ni!