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In this episode I talk about how there is no one way to be a writer. How we all have our own process. I also talk about pot pie because pot pie is yum.
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It’s Friday the 13th!
In honor of this high holy day of horror, I have written something special. It’s about kittens. Killer kittens. They eat people’s faces and stuff.
Okay, no they don’t. That would be against the kitten kode. What the drabble is really about is… Well, you’ll just have to read it!
Happy Machete Wielding Maniac Day!
Enjoy!
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Highly Recommended
By
Jake Bible
“Okay, folks, let’s get the meeting started. Before we get too far into neighborhood business, I’d like to introduce our new head of gate security. Please welcome Jason.”
“What’s up with the hockey mask?”
“That is one big machete.”
“Is that smell him? Does he live in the beaver pond or something?”
“Now, folks, we understand that maybe our choice was unconventional, but he comes highly recommended. He has a reputation of once he’s on a job he never quits. Or never dies. I forget which. Now, how about we move on to the report from the beautification committee, okay?”
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Cheers!
Disclaimer: Ch-ch-ch-ch! Ah-ah-ah-ah!
Time to get your Drabble on, Drabble on, Drabble on! Time to get your Drabble on, because it’s Friday Night!
Yes, those words above should be sung to the tune of Polly Put The Kettle On. You are welcome for that earworm.
What’s up, home chickens?
You digging this fine November evening? I sure as shit hope so!
Now, of course, before we get to the 100 words of awesome, I should mention a couple of things.
Other than that, I think we’re good to go. On to the drabble!
Enjoy!
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Not My Oak
By
Jake Bible
The tree refused to move. No matter how much Scotty screamed at it, waved his arms over his head at it, punched it, kicked it, called it names. Nope. It refused to move.
“It’s an oak,” Mr. Hansenfurth said as he peered over the privacy fence that separated their yards. So much for privacy. “Oaks are stubborn. You gotta bribe it.”
“Bribe it?” Scotty asked. “With what?”
“The blood of the innocent,” Mr. Hansenfurth said. “Oaks do love innocent blood.”
“Where do I get innocent blood in this town?” Scotty asked.
Mr. Hansenfurth shrugged. “Not my oak, not my problem.”
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Cheers!
Disclaimer: Banzai!
That’s right, folks, in this week’s episode I talk about the need for influences. I chat a little about the works (good and bad) that have influenced my writing and my career. We all have influences, it’s time to embrace them!
And my barking dog does some barking because he barks.
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Oh, the Party is on! Free micro-fiction for everyone! EVERYONE!
But, of course, before you get to the reading portion of tonight’s entertainment, how’s about you do some clickety clickety. Just click that pic below and it will take you to a magical land of mutant dinosaurs, misfit SpecOps operators, cannibal cavepeople, and a bigfoot. No shit.
Now, on to the drabble! PARTY ON!
Enjoy!
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Always Botch It
By
Jake Bible
“Too many witnesses,” Laughlin said as he limped his way between two trailers, reality TV shows battling back and forth from the windows over his head. “Dammit. Botched it again.”
Sirens wailed a few blocks off.
Laughlin stumbled to a stop at the corner of one of the trailers and looked out at the driveway beyond. A small Datsun pickup sat there, asking to be taken. He made sure the coast was clear then hobbled his ass to the driver’s side door.
The chock-chuck of a shotgun being pumped stopped his hobble.
“Dammit,” he sighed. “I always botch it.”
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Cheers!
Disclaimer: Try not to botch it this time.
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