A ROLL OF THE DICE
A 50 word story, by Johnny Phillips
The gun barrel is marble cold against my temple.
Sweat runs down my neck, off my nose.
The dice squirm in my grasp.
“Roll them” he says.
A percussion of tiny patters as they tumble.
Two thuds as they hit the end.
My heart stops.
Close my eyes.
My daughter likes to write stories, and in the past she has submitted a couple in the kids section of the Scottish Book Trust’s 50-Word Fiction Competition.
There’s a grown-ups section too. As you will know if you’ve managed to plough through the stuff I’ve written on this blog, brevity is not my strong suit. Why use a few hundred words when you can use several thousand? I generally struggle to write an opening sentence in under 50 words, never mind a whole bloody story. So I thought I’d give it a go.
Each month the competition provides a prompt (a title, theme or a picture) and the challenge is to write a story in 50 words. This month the challenge was to write a story featuring a roll of the dice. The heart-warming tale I came up with is above. What do you think?
My daughter is only 10, and her stories are much better. But at least I finally wrote something that can be read in one sitting.
Last month they gave this image as a prompt…
I came up with;
A 50 WORD STORY BY JOHNNY PHILLIPS
Falling. Tumbling through the air.
The road beckons.
I’m falling with friends. But I’m unique.
Through a half-moon window; a boy laughing, a girl crying.
Another window. A man reading. Annoyed, he looks up. He shouts.
The road awaits.
I land on an umbrella.”
You can see the winners from previous months here.