Jake Bible Fiction

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    It’s Friday! Do you know where your Drabble is?

    It’s right here!

    Hey, but before we get into 100 words of beautiful, magical, chocolate-flavored fiction, how about I mention that Writing In Suburbia is back from its summer break? Yeah? Okay, I will!

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    Okay, on to the drabble!

    Enjoy!

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    Late Night Crowd
    By
    Jake Bible

    “That’s $7.50,” the clerk said, her hip cocked to the side, bored eyes watching the man across from her. “Hello?”

    Trench coat. Hat pulled down shadowing his face. Leather gloves. Two colas and a bag of pork rinds on the counter.

    “$7.50?” the man asked, his voice thin, reedy.

    “Yeah,” the clerk said. She leaned forward and repeated, very slowly, “Seven. Fifty.”

    “Oh,” the man said. “Sorry.”

    He turned and shuffled away without his snacks.

    “Weirdos,” the clerk said then the smell hit her and she leaned over the counter. “Great. Another slime trail. I hate the late night crowd.”

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    Disclaimer: Can I have the key to the bathroom?

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    I’m finishing edits on Mega 5, but I still have time to get y’all your weekly fix of micro-fiction!

    YOU! ARE! WELCOME!

    And, since I’m never one to stand between a person and his or her fix, how’s about we get this show started?

    Enjoy!

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    Pay DOE
    By
    Jake Bible

    Crushed beneath ten tons of cement, Horace was seriously rethinking his career choice.

    “Golem needed,” the ad had read. “Exciting work environment. Pay DOE.”

    Horace hadn’t ever been a golem. He was a rock troll by birth, a creature of the dirt and mud by nature, and an opportunistic worker by personality, so the gig intrigued him. But he wasn’t jewish.

    “No problem,” the manager said. “We’re open-minded.”

    He wondered if “open-minded” was actually code for “goes through a lot of golems”.

    As Horace lay there under ten tons of heavy cement, he thought he knew the answer.

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  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Happy Friday, y’all!

    If it is Friday then it must be Drabble time! Yep, I have 100 words of goodness waiting for you.

    But, first, how about some announcements?

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    Now, on to the drabble!

    Enjoy!

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    Only Two Names
    By
    Jake Bible

    Three names. Always three names. First, middle, last. That was how history remembered the killers.

    Tony didn’t have three names. His parents were hippie dippy types, forever going against societal convention.

    “Tony is the only name you need,” his mother had said. Not even Anthony or Antonio, but just Tony.

    “More than you need,” his father had added. “The Universe knows us by our souls, man, not by our names.”

    “So true,” his mother had agreed.

    Tony sat there, the rifle across his legs, weeping. When it was all done he’d be laughed at, he knew it.

    Only two names.

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    Disclaimer: What is in a name?

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    We are back!

    Yes, the drabbles have been sporadic lately. It’s summertime, yo!

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    Now, on to the drabble!

    Enjoy!

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    Worth It
    By
    Jake Bible

    He counted the coins before him for the hundredth time. Possibly the thousandth time. He could no longer remember.

    “Worth it,” he muttered as the stacks of gold began to totter. He straightened them, steadied them, watched until they were stable again. “Worth it all.”

    He kept his eyes focused on the stacks, not on the occupied chairs in the corner of the room. He couldn’t look at those. If he did then maybe it hadn’t really been worth it.

    But it was worth it.

    “Was worth it,” he muttered, ignoring the chairs, ignoring his family’s corpses, ignoring his regret.

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    Disclaimer: It’s always worth it, right?

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Bam diggity! The FNDP is back, y’all!

    Had to take a week off because of ConCarolinas. It was a great weekend, but I am glad to be back in the writing chair so I can give y’all some free micro-fiction.

    No schilling this week. Just give a click on any of the categories above if you want some more Jake Bible goodness.

    Enjoy!

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    Inevitable Catcall
    By
    Jake Bible

    One woman held the man to the pavement while another reared her foot back for the blow.

    The man tried to protest, but the layers of duct tape that covered his mouth easily prevented that.

    The foot found its target. The duct tape crumpled. The man screamed for thirty seconds then passed out, choking on his own teeth.

    The two women walked off. A block away there was the inevitable catcall.

    “Sounds like someone needs duct tape,” the holder said, grabbing for the roll on her hip.

    “Yeah, it does,” the kicker said, bouncing up and down on her toes.

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    Disclaimer: Duct tape. Say no more.