Welcome to the Friday Night Drabble Party! Hurricane Edition!
Now, we’re about four hours from the coast (if you head down to SC, 6-7 hours from NC coast) and we’re up in the mountains, so no real danger from the hurricane for us. Could be flooding when it turns and moves up the mountains, but we’re up high, so all good. Good luck to everyone in the lowlands! Stay safe, y’all!
Anyhoo, who wants a drabble? You do!
First, we got a couple things. New episode of Writing In Suburbia is out. I interview John Hartness. You gotta check that out. Plus, Max Rage: Intergalactic Badass! audiobook and Infinite Mayhem. Click the pics below and get transported to new worlds of wonder and imagination!
Now, on with some drabble goodness!
“What’s our angle of entry? We going to hit the time stream head on?”
“Yes, sir. Angle of entry is nominal. We are right on course.”
“Uh… Give me a moment, Captain.”
“Dammit, man! I need the date! When are we landing?”
“Sorry, sir. Readings are all over the place. I’m having a hard time nailing down the exact date.”
“Then give me a year, man! Give me a freakin’ year!”
“I can do that… One moment, sir. Let’s see… Oh…”
“What is it?”
“Abort, man! ABORT!”
Disclaimer: Stay safe!
I don’t expect September to say hello back because September is a month and months don’t talk. Except for June. I swear, you just can’t get June to shut up. Jeez…
HEY! GUESS WHAT????
Max Rage: Intergalactic Badass! is now in audiobook! The folks at Tantor Audio have done an AMAZING job with this production. Y’all need to check this out. Seriously.
Oh, and lest we forget (which is punishable by death in Singapore and Arizona) that Infinite Mayhem is out now too! Audiobook will be available probably just after Thanksgiving (that’s early December for you non-Yanks). GO GET SOME ROAK!
What else? Oh, yes, a drabble!
Putting On Airs
“Those are sharks.”
“How can you say that? Dolphins don’t circle like that. They also have WAY different dorsal fins.”
“Dorsal fins. Oh, look who’s putting on airs. Dorsal fins…”
“That’s what they’re called. And dolphins’ dorsal fins flop over at the top.”
“Yes, they aren’t rigid like sharks.”
“Well, look at that one. Bit floppy there.”
“It’s not floppy, it’s bent. Probably an old injury.”
“Should have gone to the vet.”
“Did you just say that a shark should have gone to the vet?”
“No, I said that dolphin should have gone to the vet.”
Disclaimer: HEAR THE RAGE!
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.
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
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.
Disclaimer: My leg’s asleep!
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!
Now, on with the drabble!
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.
Disclaimer: All the stuffs!
This week I chat about a TON of stuff. From whether or not I will become an indie publisher to my dropping out of ConCarolinas. Plus, someone is demolishing the trailer behind my house and one of my dogs goes NUTS over that!
You don’t want to miss this episode.
Theme music: “Whiskey on the Mississippi” Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)
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