3x3 Stories

                                    Penelope was sound asleep when her phone rang.                “The turtle is out again,” said the voice on the other end.                “Darn it,” Penelope said. “I was having an amazing dream that I was in Egypt. The pyramids were amazing.”                “This is no time for dreaming! Get up and go find that turtle!”                Penelope was not worried . She knew exactly where it was. There was an apple tree down by the bridge and the turtle loved to eat the apples that had fallen down. As she made her way down the hill...

                 The once was a young shepherd boy who longed for adventure. So at 4 am one day, he said goodbye to his favorite sheep and snuck off in the early morning.                Not knowing where to go, he followed the moon until it vanished with the sunrise then sat down and at the small breakfast he had packed. While he sat in the grass, a plane flew overhead and he watched, wishing he was one of the passengers. Since he had little money, he continued walking towards the horizon to see where he would end up.                Eventually, he came to a structure that resembled a small pyramid . Curious, he walked over to it and around it, examining it for clues as to what it was and where it might have come from. There was a small door on the back side that was...

                 Once upon a time there was a happy drama student , named Sara, from Thomas Edison High School. The mascot, for some reason, was a lightbulb , which most of the students thought was hilarious and extremely lame simultaneously. Sara, not being the brightest bulb of the bunch, thought it was the best mascot on the planet. She made a lightbulb costume for Halloween, begged to wear the mascot outfit during football games, and decorated her room using lightbulbs of various shapes and sizes.                One day, while wearing her costume for no apparent reason other than the pure joy it brought her, Sara went for a walk in the woods near her house. She crossed over a bridge and wandered deeper into the trees than she ever had before until she came across tower .           ...

I am a writer. I have been creating and writing stories for as long as I can remember. Now I don't know if I am a good writer and very few have read what I actually do write so no reasonable judgement there and I've not been published anywhere, but I am a writer. Conventional wisdom tells us the more we do something, the better we get at it. 10,000 hours or something like that.  I also read a post recently that suggested blogging. Now I'm not an expert at anything and I don't have any strong opinions worth sharing. So I don't really have a topic for a blog. What I do have, at the moment anyway, is a desire to write, so that's what I'm going to do.  I was gifted a set of Story Cubes years ago. Now if you don't know what Story Cubes are, just Google them. They are a fun set of 9 dice with pictures on each side. There are several ways you can use them, some turn them into games with friends. I've used them in the past just for fun; to create stories fo...