Well, will you look at this! I managed to get one more episode in before 2016 calls it quits.
In this episode I chat about so much stuff. All the stuff. There’s a lot of stuff. I also unlock a secret to quickly writing a pilot script for TV. You know, in case you needed something more specific than just stuff.
Enjoy!
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IT’S FRIDAY! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!
I hope everyone is having an awesome Friday so far. I know a TON of people are out seeing Rogue One. I’m a little jelly about that. I’ll see it next week. Not gonna stress. I have a feeling it may have a long run in the theaters. Call it a hunch.
Hey! Guess what? If you dig the sci-fi action/adventure stuff then have I got something for you!
Scratch that itch for some kick-ass scifi goodness and get your copy today!
Woo hoo!
Now, on with the Drabble Party!
Enjoy!
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Ten
By
Jake Bible
Ten.
It was a number she lived by.
Ten.
A number she worked by.
Ten.
A number one day she expected to die by.
Ten.
Nine in the magazine, one in the chamber.
Problem was, she needed eleven. Twelve, if she wanted to leave the slimmest margins for error. There was always error.
Like now.
She’d been told six men would accompany Gordon. Six, not eleven. Six would leave four for error. A wide margin.
No margin left with eleven.
Oh, well. That’s why God gave her two hands with ten fingers.
Ten.
They’d have to make up the difference.
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Cheers!
Disclaimer: This little piggy…
Happy Friday to you all!
What a glorious Friday it is! Do you know why it is so glorious? Because Roak: Galactic Bounty Hunter is here!
There are thousands of bounty hunters across the galaxy. Solid professionals that take jobs based on the credits the bounties afford. They follow the letter of the law so they can maximize those credits.
Licensed, bonded, legal.
Then there’s Roak.
Deadly, unstoppable, invisible.
No criminal or military records. No files or folders with his name on them. No cybernetic implants to track. No proof he even exists except for a reputation for getting the job done. Roak is the bounty hunter called when someone is looking for the opposite of licensed, bonded, legal.
Now someone has ignored his reputation and made a very big mistake.
Double-crossed and left to die, Roak survives and sets out to exact vengeance and get paid what he is owed.
But he’s not unreasonable.
While his fee may have just gone up, the bloody, brutal revenge is on the house.
Ain’t that just the coolest? The answer is yes.
Go get that puppy! DO IT!
Now, on with our 100 words of micro-fiction!
Enjoy!
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Ready For Whatever
By
Jake Bible
The artery sprayed blue.
Not red, but blue.
Vicky hadn’t expected that.
In less than a second, the wall was completely coated, the dozen spurted splatters joined into a dripping, blurred mural of violence.
Knife gripped tight, Vicky kicked the dead man away from her and spun to meet the other attackers.
No one was there. Her scanner had counted four. But the corridor was empty.
“What are you?” she whispered at the corpse as she slid her backup blade from her boot.
The empty airlock loomed before her. She took a deep breath and stepped through, ready for whatever.
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Cheers!
Disclaimer: Blue bloods, am I right?
Howdy!
Welcome back to another Friday Night Drabble Party!
Hey, did you know I do a live reading of each week’s drabble? True story! But, the only way you can get access is to sign up for my mailing list. I know, I know, you’re afraid of spam. Trust me. I won’t spam you. I don’t have time to spam anyone. So, sign your ass up, yo! You’ve got nothing to lose and everything to gain!
Now, on to the 100 words of super groovy, super grooviness!
Enjoy!
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Left To Haunt
by
Jake Bible
Lost in thought, Gary faced the glass doors and stared into the street beyond. Throngs of people out for the Holiday shopping season packed the sidewalks.
“Gary.”
There was a woman outside. There were many women, but one in particular pulled him from his thoughts. Her eyes. Cold, black, empty, dead. So dead.
“Gary!”
He shook his head and turned. His wife stood there, puzzled.
“Lost you there,” she said and smiled.
“Yeah, sorry,” he said, returning the smile.
His attention returned to the street, but the woman was gone, only the memory of her eyes left to haunt him.
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Cheers!
Disclaimer: The weather outside is frightful…
Time for one more episode in November! I squeaked it in!
Speaking of time, this episode is all about how I structure and schedule what I will be writing over the next few months. I go into detail on how I pick my projects and how I recover when the best laid plans get off track. This is a good one for those of you that struggle with budgeting your time.
Enjoy!
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