Jake Bible Fiction

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Another Friday, another Party!

    You like the drabbles, huh? Do ya, huh? Oh, I know ya do!

    So how about we just get to it, eh? Just dive right into tonight’s 100 words, huh? You like that? Do ya?

    Enjoy!

    ***

    Digging Began…
    By
    Jake Bible

    The photos were posted at 8:53pm on May 23rd, 2013. They were shared by several students for the next two hours before they went viral.

    Tina found out at 12:47am on May 24th, 2013. Her first reaction wasn’t shock or embarrassment, but pure rage. Sweet, homicidal rage. If her father saw those pictures…

    The plan was devised at 3:25am on May 24th, 2013. Tools were bagged; duct tape and plastic were bagged; shovel was obtained.

    The photos’ hard drive disappeared at 6:13am May 24th, 2013. The hard drive’s owner disappeared minutes later.

    Digging began at 8:32am on May 24th, 2013…

    ***

    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Bullying is bad. Murder is just as bad. Except when…

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Friday! Night! Drabble! Party!

    Free 100 word fiction for your eyeholes to see and your brainpan to loooooove! LOVE THEM!

    Hey! Did you know I have more drabble goodness published? If you love the Party then you’ll love these!

    C-Notes: A Collection of 100 Drabbles

    One Foggy Night: A DEAD MECH Prequel Short

    Have a look, have a read, enjoy!

    ***

    Never Admit To A Job
    By
    Jake Bible

    The cigarette burned until it was nothing but ash. Carlotta didn’t care, she just lit another and placed it between Dirk’s lifeless fingers.

    “So, like I was saying,” Carlotta continued, far from finished with her post-assassination narrative. “It wasn’t anything personal. Just business.” The door opened and Carlotta turned to face her boss and his assistant. “He’s all yours. Don’t kill him until I’m gone.”

    And she left, leaving the assistant puzzled. “Don’t kill him? The guy’s missing half his face.”

    “She never admits to a job,” the boss replied. “Ever.”

    The assistant shrugged and started to pour the gasoline.

    ***

    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: This drabble is not legal advice. Please seek a lawyer’s consultation for your own workplace deniability.

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    The Party is back in full swing, y’all! So grab yourself a tasty Friday Night beverage and get ready for some serious 100 word action!

    Okay, well, maybe not too serious…

    But! Before we get into the drabble, how’s about we talk about Natural Born Cyborgs? I know ya wanna!

    The votes have been tallied and Natural Born Cyborgs is the novel you folks want me to write next. I am pretty stoked about it and have already started getting notes in order to build this new world that rose from the ashes of the Apex Trilogy. Gonna be fun!

    Don’t know what I am talking about? Then click right…HERE!

    Pretty cool, eh?

    So, on to the drabble then! And don’t forget that– Whoa, hold on! I almost forgot to talk about the runner up in the voting. The mighty Big Box Blood Bath! BBBB got half the votes that NBC got, but it did have a rabid following cheering it on. And it’s a pretty cool story! Which is why I believe I will turn it into a serial!

    Yes, you heard me, a serial!!! I added a couple exclamation points for emphasis. I plan on pitching to Amazon to see if it can be a Kindle Serial, but even if they don’t pick it up I’m going to move forward. There are pluses and minuses to both ways. I will keep you all posted!

    So, in addition to any continuations of tonight’s drabble, feel free to give me your thoughts on BBBB as a serialized story down in the comments section. You know how I love input! And exclamation points! !!!

    Enjoy!

    ***

    All Have Our Place
    By
    Jake Bible

    The manacles weren’t too tight or too loose, but just right.

    “Are you going to eat your gruel?” Stu asked the other prisoner, watching the maggot filled mush with greedy eyes. “I do love Thursday’s gruel. Just a hint of rancidity, but not quite fully off yet. Not like Sunday’s.”

    The other prisoner didn’t respond.

    “Right then… Never mind,” Stu sulked. “Keep it. I don’t care.”

    They were silent for a minute then…

    “I don’t really miss the sun,” Stu offered. “Or the wind. I like it here. You?”

    “Shut it,” the man croaked.

    “Right… Sorry… So… About that gruel…”

    ***

    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: No maggots were harmed in the making of this drabble.

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Oh, how the sun revolves around the earth… Wait, strike that, reverse.

    That means another week is down and it’s time for Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Thanks to those that have participated. And a special thanks to those that have been so supportive in my decision to leave podcasting. Y’all rock!

    I have a blog post and a couple of interviews posted. Go back and have a read/listen if you are so inclined and don’t know what’s going on with my walking away from the mic.

    But, for now, enjoy the drabble and feel free to add your part to it in the comments section.

    Cheers!

    ***

    The Coffin Man

    By

    Jake Bible

    The Coffin Man looked at the boy. The boy looked back.

    “Where are your parents?” the Coffin Man asked.

    “Dead,” the boy replied through his tears.

    “You want to come with me?”

    “You? Where?”

    “Wherever I’m needed,” the Coffin Man replied, patting the top of his massive iron box, an oblong monstrosity that he was harnessed to and had to pull from town to town.

    “To be a Coffin Man?” the boy asked.

    “Depends.”

    “On what?”

    “Whether you live,” the Coffin Man nodded towards the lightening sky. “The Unseen will be awake soon.”

    The boy didn’t hesitate and climbed on.

    ***

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Ok, folks. It appears the Party consists of myself and Heyes. Not that that is a problem. The guy can write!

    So, if you think you can write (I call dibs on that as the next breakout reality show!) then get your wordy words down in the comments section tonight! DO IT!

    Enjoy!

    ***

    Serial Rookie
    By
    Jake Bible

    “When it makes a promise it must keep the promise,” the man outside the cage insisted. “Or if it does not keep the promise then the promise it has been told will happen.”
    Carl just stood there, his hands on the iron bars, his eyebrows raised. “I have no idea what you are saying.”
    The man outside the cage sighed and then started again, but Carl quickly interrupted him. “No, I heard you. I just have no idea why you are saying that.”
    The man outside the cage looked at his notes. “OK, let’s try this. It puts the lotion…”

    ***

    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Oh, it will get the hose again…