Jake Bible Fiction

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    It’s time for a Party!

    I know y’all missed the Drabble last week. Sorry, but things got all kinds of crazy as I was going over the final edits on Z-Burbia 6: Rocky Mountain Die. Stay tuned for the release announcement on that one.

    But, since we are on the subject of missed Drabble Parties, I want to make sure y’all know that it is summer time which means there is usually a hiatus for the FNDP. While I won’t officially be pausing the drabbles this summer, just know that there could easily be gaps. Especially during July whilst I am on vacation for two weeks.

    Just a little heads up, yo!

    Now, how’s about some sweet, sweet, sweet micro-fiction?

    Enjoy!

    ***

    He Never Had
    By
    Jake Bible

    He downshifted into second, but took the corner too fast. The tail end of the Mustang whipped out, a horn blared, he didn’t give a shit. He never had.

    His foot slammed down on the accelerator as his right hand shifted back up into third. His left foot depressed the clutch then let it out again. Every movement of the dance happened in a breath’s time, simultaneous.

    He glanced in the rearview mirror and saw the car behind him made the corner easily, barely a wobble or skid.

    They said he couldn’t race Death, but fuck if he didn’t try.

    ***

    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Aim for the apex when you take a curve!

  • Writing In Suburbia #4: Be Your Social Media Self

    It’s another week which means there is another episode of Writing In Suburbia!

    This week I jabber about social media and how much I really dislike the rules that have been forced on to people when it comes to what you can and cannot do as a writer. Or even as a person. I do my ramble rant thing.

    I also talk a little about AntiBio 2 and why you need to leave a review if you’ve read it!

    Check it out.

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  • Writing In Suburbia #3: Hippie Dippy Mind/Body Sh*t

    Hello!

    Time for a new podcast episode of Writing In Suburbia! This episode is all about taking care of your body, as well as your mind, because pro writing is a marathon, people, not a sprint.

    I also go off a little about how sick I am of bigots on Facebook. They suck.

    Enjoy!

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  • Writing In Suburbia #2: Death By Taxes!

    Howdy, Y’all!

    Time for another episode of Writing In Suburbia. This week’s episode is about the importance of paying attention to your taxes. Seriously.

    Of course, I make the topic fun. No, I don’t. That’s a lie. Taxes are never fun. But they are important. Have a listen. It could save you some heartbreak and headaches.

    Also, I mock John Green for being in Paris. Not really. Good for John Green being in Paris. I envy that bastard some days.

    And, since this is about everyday life, I explain the importance of mowing my lawn. Good times.

    Feel free to comment or send in questions via email or tweet. Word!

    Enjoy!

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  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    [Edit: Apparently the funding site Tamiko used does not allow legal defense funds. I am waiting to hear what the new site will be. I’ll keep y’all posted and change the links as soon as I know.]

    Okay, so before I dive into the free drabble, which there will be one, I need everyone to take a look at something. I’m serious. This is no BS, people. Each week I give you free fiction, asking nothing in return, all for the enjoyment of you, my readers.

    Now I’m asking for something back.

    This is real world shit. I’m not asking you to buy my books or asking you to do anything for me. I’m asking you to give a little to help fight a severe injustice that has occurred.

    Please read this and then give what you can. I have known Tamiko for years and she is one of the kindest, most generous people in Asheville. She has helped this community so much that to even think of anyone treating her with anything other than complete respect is just mind boggling. This is another example of law enforcement in our country believing they can get away with anything they want. This can’t stand.

    Help Tamiko fight this.

    Help us all fight this.

    Thank you.

    Now, on to the free fiction.

    ***

    All At Fault
    By
    Jake Bible

    “What am I accused of?” the young man asked, but the guards refused to respond.

    They dragged him down the dark corridor, his feet skidding and scuffing as he tried to fight them; their steel-toed boots clomping and echoing as they continued their progress, unfazed by his weak protestations.

    “What am I accused of?” the young man yelled as he was thrown into the room. The door slammed without an answer. “I’m innocent!”

    “There are no innocent,” a voice said from the far corner. The room smelled of feces and piss. “We are all at fault. All of us.”

    ***

    Thank you.

    Disclaimer: Help Tamiko!