Fun and Games

Written By: Jess - May• 27•14

Dice games are some of my favorites, and dice games that encourage creativity take the cake. I found something on Amazon called ‘Story Cubes’ and ordered it for days where I just want to play around with my writing without it having to be anything serious.


For the past month or two I didn’t know what to write about most weeks (other than big announcements and Wonhundred Word Wednesdays). I played with the idea of character interviews, which I still might do, and weekly updates on my writing (that might bore you to tears).

This morning I’ve been sitting at my computer staring at a blank blog post and wondering what on earth I was going to write about. That is, I was staring blankly until I remembered this little game sitting in my bag and a light bulb went on. So, on days when I’m not sure what to say, I’m going to take a picture of the dice after I roll them and then write a short little story and post it here. It should be fun and hopefully entertaining.

Let the Game Begin

I picked the first suggested way to play: Roll all 9 cubes and look at the face up images. Pick an image that will be the starting point for your story. Beginning with “Once upon a time …”, make up a story that somehow links together all 9 face up images.

My Roll:


So I got:

  1. Foot print
  2. Question mark
  3. Counting thing
  4. Castle/tower
  5. Airplane
  6. Magnifying glass
  7. Fish
  8. House
  9. Alien/mask thing

The Story:

Once Upon a Time” streamed from the built in T.V. in the seat in front of Norman Holiday. He regretted picking the channel after the first five minutes. It wasn’t that the show didn’t have its moments. Nope, it was the ankle biter next to him wearing the green alien mask his parents had bought him in Roswell.

The tip of a finger jabbed into Norman’s arm. Again.

“Why’d they’d do that?” Dale said, the air whistling out from the gap in his teeth.

Norman yanked the ear bud out and held back an angry puff of air. “Because the writers couldn’t think of anything better,” he said and then muttered under his breath, “a pity really.”

Dale’s mouth puckered and his eyebrows furrowed above sky blue eyes that hid between thick rimmed glasses.

When Dale didn’t say anything else, Norman plugged the ear bud back in and watched the actors storm some CGI castle.

Jab, jab, jab.

Norman ripped the ear bud out and shifted in his chair to face what he was starting to consider his personal tormentor.

“What? What is it?”


Photo Credit: Dan

The little boy glared up at Norman, swiveled his head toward the teddy bear strapped in the seat next to him and said, “he’s rude, isn’t he Rufus?”

Norman imagined taking Rufus and jettisoning it out the airlock. Who buys a plane ticket for a stuffed animal?

Blue eyes tuned back in on Norman. “Where do you work?”

“I’m a private detective.” Now shut up and leave me alone.

“Do you have a magnifying glass?”


“Does it have a question mark on it?” Dales voice had gone up several octaves.

“No! What gave you that idea?” Norman said with sneer.

“On cartoons. Do you sneak in people’s houses?”

Norman jerked. “God. No. Why would I do that?”

“Detectives on T.V. do all the time,” Dale said, lisping through his teeth. “Do you look at footprints?”

Norman smacked a palm to his forehead and squeezed his eyes shut as he counted backwards in rapid succession. His therapist told him to do it slowly, but he didn’t have time for that.

“Let me ask you a question, Dale.”

Eagerness peered out of blue eyes as Dale squirmed closer. He bobbed his head up and down, which only caused the flop of blond hair to beat against his brow and ears.

“Don’t you have anything you like to do for fun?” Norman said, hoping that naps were at the top of the small lad’s list.

“Yes!” Dale said, bouncing in place as he gripped the arm rest.

Norman waited but Dale didn’t say anything.

“Well what is it?” Norman bit out.


Photo Credit: Nuchylee

Dale beamed with pride as he said, “My abacus.”

Norman stared at him. It had to have been the lisp. “A what?”

“My abacus. I count lots on it. It has beads. Do you want me to tell you about the beads?”


Dale stuck out his lower lip and folded his arms. Norman thought he saw a tear.

A bing from overhead followed by a feminine voice gave Norman a spark of hope. “Hello flight 783! The captain wanted me to inform everyone that we have hit the half way mark and are two and a half hours away from our destination. We will coming by with beverages soon …”

Norman stiffened in his seat when he heard Dale start to sniffle. Norman could relate. He wanted to cry too.

“Tell me about the beads,” Norman said, his voice clipped fast, yet defeated.

Don’t cry, don’t cry …

Watery blue eyes gazed up at him. “Do you like fish?”

Norman blinked. “What?”

“My beads have fish. Do you like fish?”

A throat cleared next to their aisle and both the boy and man looked up. A smiling brunette woman looked back and forth at them.

“Can I get you boys anything?” she said.

“Vodka,” Norman said before the stewardess could get the last word out. “If you’ve got it.”

Dale gasped. “Don’t do drugs! That’s what the doggie says.”

Norman looked down at the kid and then back up at the stewardess who winked at him.

“What about you, cutie? What can I get you?” she said, bending close to Dale.

“I want apple juice and Rufus wants a Diet Coke.”

The woman cocked her head to the side and frowned. “Rufus?”

Dale pointed at the teddy bear and said, “Rufus.”

The stewardess tried not to laugh as she nodded at Dale. To Norman she said, “I’ll get that Vodka for you,” before moving onto the next aisle with sporadic snorts.

Photo Credit: Boaz Yiftach

Photo Credit: Boaz Yiftach

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  1. Anonymous says:

    Ooh, I’ve been curious about those story dice. What do you think of them?

  2. Ginny Romney says:

    Oooh, I’ve been curous about those Story Cubes! What do you think of them?

    • Jess says:

      I really love them! There are so many possible things to do with them. I recommend them, especially if you’re just looking for a way to stretch your creative writing muscles. 🙂 They’re worth the price for sure.

  3. Ginny Romney says:

    Good to know! I’ll have to think about getting some, then 😀

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