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The Daily Prompt – June 19


1. Use the prompt in the way it’s intended (starting a sentence, the title of the piece, theme, etc)

2. You may write in any format you see fit (fiction, non-fiction, poem, song, script, etc.)

3. Post your piece of writing in the comments section of the website to be considered for the ‘Best Of’ section.


Prompt: your writing should begin or end with the line “Well, that escalated quickly”

About Jamaal

Lover of words, liver of life, director of theatre, keeper of keys and grounds at Hogwarts. Twitter: @JamaalAllan

5 comments on “The Daily Prompt – June 19

  1. Bryan W. Pajari
    June 19, 2013

    The sunset moved across the light blue, fading in to the darker blue sky, as the ocean breeze flowed through the finger tips of the dangled wet fingers, dipping them in the water. As the tide came closer and closer his whole body was submerged in the salt water beach of Fort Lauderdale. His body was like a dead carcass, weighting to be sucked into the deep, deep ocean sea. A wave grabbed his body, rapped him in, twisting his body in circles like he was weightless. Opening his mouth, he tasted the salt water, bitterness struck in, he flung to the sand coughing repetitively. After catching his breath, the after tast was not pleasant at all. In his blurry vision he sees man, silhouette in the sunset light, approaching him. As he began to come closer, he appeared to be nude. Passing by saying “know, know, not again daddy.” I think to my self, “well that escalated quickly.”

  2. Chris Couch
    June 19, 2013

    Well that escalated quickly….
    Sixteen beers, a half ounce of weed, bumps of whatever white powder was floating around that night, more than enough swigs off the old bottle of Fireball and the two of them were facing each other down like Tyson and Holyfield. One was considerably more wobbly than the other, with little to no training in how to fight at that particular stage of the party. The other was a seasoned veteran of the type of altercations that happen when good judgment has been chemically forced out of the brain.
    Five punches later… blood and hugs, triumph and regret, more alcohol.

  3. The Running Son
    June 19, 2013

    “the service”

    I see you and I smile.
    Do you see me? This wild
    dream of us meeting

    across the church aisle
    has got my crotch all tickly.
    Well, that escalated quickly.
    RunningSon (:

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