• It’s Thursday!

    Wait…what?

    Yep, I am writing this on Thursday. Why? Because I am Odin’s Son, Thor, the God of Thunder!

    No, actually it’s because I am heading to World Horror Con 2015 down in Atlanta. I say “down” because I live in Asheville, NC. Atlanta is below me!

    While you read this, I’ll be at the author mass signing at the convention. Sitting there with amazing authors, all lined up and signing our books together. I am going to sign all of mine using the name Shecky Dark. It’s funny AND scary!

    But, just because I am hobnobbing with the horror elite doesn’t mean y’all don’t get a drabble! Huzzah!

    Enjoy!

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    Stubborn Bastards
    By
    Jake Bible

    “Finally, we meet,” the Shadow Master said.

    “Yes, we finally do,” Lord Malk stated, his confidence at an all time high due to his ingestion of the Herb of Wuppass. “Come at me, Shadow.”

    “I think not!” the Shadow Master laughed. “You come at me!”

    “Uh, no, you’re supposed to come at me,” Lord Malk replied. “Seriously. Come at me.”

    “Not sure where you’re getting that,” the Shadow Master said. “Why do I have to start the fight? Because I’m evil? As if.”

    The two opponents, destined to stand and face each other, continued that way for eternity.

    Stubborn bastards…

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: It’s just an honor to be nominated!

     

  • Who’s ready to get their Drabble on?

    PARTY!

    So, while you are busy reading this, if you are reading it on Friday, which I know you are because you are a faithful, loyal reader that has sprung for the implant… Forget what I just said about the implant. There is no implant. Implants don’t exist. They never have.

    Never.

    Sooooo, how are you?

    Buy In Perpetuity!

    Okay, I’ve just given up on being subtle.

    What was I talking about? Oh, right, what I’m doing while you are reading this. I’ll be at a cabaret fundraiser for Asheville High School’s drama program so a bunch of kids can afford to go to the National Thespian Festival this summer.

    SUPPORT THE ARTS, MOTHERFUCKERS!

    The NEA should hire me. I’d be very effective.

    Anyhoo, if you want to go then just head to AHS by 7pm tonight or Saturday night. Tickets are $20 for adults, $10 for students. There will be desserts and beverages provided. Plus JAZZ HANDS! You should really go.

    Now, how about a drabble?

    Word!

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    Sticking Around
    By
    Jake Bible

    “Come one, come all! See the amazing acts of strength and daring! The world’s most amazing, the world’s greatest, the world’s… Ah, screw it,” Miguel said as he looked out at the empty boardwalk.

    The shop next to his Amazing Carnival of Freaks attraction stood empty, Ms. Bessie having packed up and left months ago. No point in sticking around when there weren’t any customers.

    Miguel sighed and sat his ass down on the rickety stool by the mirrored entrance to his attraction. He frowned at his reflection, noting the radiation sores that had started to bloom on his skin.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: SUPPORT THE ARTS, MOTHERFUCKERS!

  • Howdy!

    It’s time for another Party! Time for more 100 word goodness! It’s Friday!

    And, while I have you hear, how’s about we chat a little about In Perpetuity? I know ya want to.

    In Perpetuity is my latest novel, a military space opera romp set on a training station that orbits Earth. There’s plenty of action, blood, guns, spacefighters, sex, foul language, aliens, intrigue, sabotage, and plasma rifles. PLASMA RIFLES!

    If you have a spare moment, and you’ve read In Perpetuity, then hop on over to Amazon and give that puppy a review. I hate to ask, but the unfortunate reality is that reviews help with rankings and rankings help with visibility and visibility helps with sales. It’s a shitty chain reaction that makes me feel dirty just writing about, but dems da breaks, right? Right.

    Okay, enough shilling. How’s about a drabble?

    Enjoy!

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    Really Small
    By
    Jake Bible

    Small people. Really, really, small people.

    “Uh, hello?” you call out. “Are you real?”

    They answer you, their itty bitty mouths moving, but their voices are so small, so tiny, that you can’t hear them. It’s like a far off squeak from a porch swing a few blocks over.

    “Can you speak up?” you ask. “I’m having a hard time- Ow! Hey!”

    They speak up, all right. They speak up with tiny pistols and tiny rifles, sending microscopic bullets at your face.

    “Stop that!” you yell. “Stop!”

    They do not.

    Your boot ends it all in a sad, anticlimactic way.

    ***

    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Dems da breaks.

  • The Party is back and it is better than ever!

    Okay, it’s probably not better than ever because how can you improve on perfection?

    I kid! I joke! I cry? I don’t know. It’s one of those Fridays. My head is swirling with graphic novel pitches, new novel plots, nonprofit organization structures (high school drama booster club), the fact I’ll be seeing Loretta Lynn at a casino this weekend, and Daredevil is on Netflix. Crazy, man, crazy.

    Know what else is crazy? Military space opera! What? Bad segue? I don’t care! Check out my latest novel below and go get you some! It’s all 100% Jake Bible with plenty of gore, blood, foul language, action, and spaceships making pew pew noises and blowing stuff up! Hell yeah!

    In-Perpetuity-ebook-cover

    IN PERPETUITY WE LIVE!
    IN PERPETUITY WE FIGHT!
    IN PERPETUITY WE DIE!
    For two thousand years, Earth and her many colonies across the galaxy have fought against the Estelian menace. Having faced overwhelming losses, the CSC has instituted the largest military draft ever, conscripting millions into the battle against the aliens. Major Bartram North, Chief Training Officer on the CSC Training Station Perpetuity, has been tasked with the unenviable task of coordinating the military education of hundreds of thousands of recruits and turning them into troops ready to fight and die for the cause.
    As Major North struggles to maintain a training pace that the CSC insists upon, he realizes something isn’t right on the Perpetuity. But before he can investigate, the station dissolves into madness brought on by the physical booster known as pharma. Unfortunately for Major North, that is not the only nightmare he faces- an armada of Estelian warships is on the edge of the solar system and headed right for Earth!
    Major North has one chance to find out the truth, rescue the Perpetuity from its madness, and defend the Earth from attack, or all of humanity could be lost forever!

    How do you like them apples? (There are no literal apples. Stop looking for apples.)

    Now, on to the drabble!

    Enjoy!

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    Nothing Left
    By
    Jake Bible

    There was nothing left.

    Collin stared at the void, his eyes desperate to see signs of life, signs of existence, signs of anything. Just…nothing.

    He turned from the void and faced the mountain, his searching eyes relieved to focus on something substantive. The snowy peaks, the dark green tree line, the almost perceptible waterfall that split its face.

    Then the shimmering began, just as it had with the rest of the world.

    “No,” Collin whispered, knowing there was no one to hear him.

    And like that the mountain was gone.

    Collin stared into the void.

    There was nothing left.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: I said there are no apples!

  • That’s right, folks! There’s a new Jake Bible novel out!

    This time I venture into the the military space opera genre!

    There is plenty of blood, plenty of strong language (I get especially creative in the very first scene with a master sergeant shouting at some cadets), and lots of space action with plasma rifles and space fighters and starships and pew pew pew!

    So click away, my friends, and get you some seriously fun and exciting space opera goodness!

    In-Perpetuity-ebook-coverIN PERPETUITY WE LIVE!
    IN PERPETUITY WE FIGHT!
    IN PERPETUITY WE DIE!

    For two thousand years, Earth and her many colonies across the galaxy have fought against the Estelian menace. Having faced overwhelming losses, the CSC has instituted the largest military draft ever, conscripting millions into the battle against the aliens.

    Major Bartram North, Chief Training Officer on the CSC Training Station Perpetuity, has been tasked with the unenviable task of coordinating the military education of hundreds of thousands of recruits and turning them into troops ready to fight and die for the cause.

    As Major North struggles to maintain a training pace that the CSC insists upon, he realizes something isn’t right on the Perpetuity. But before he can investigate, the station dissolves into madness brought on by the physical booster known as pharma. Unfortunately for Major North, that is not the only nightmare he faces- an armada of Estelian warships is on the edge of the solar system and headed right for Earth!

    Major North has one chance to find out the truth, rescue the Perpetuity from its madness, and defend the Earth from attack, or all of humanity could be lost forever!