PROMPTuesday #15: One Word Says It All

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Meanwhile, today’s writing prompt is going to be simple (in name only).


Write about deception. Whatever that means to you. Can be fact or fiction.


As always, here are PROMPTuesday’s rules:


  • You must write your entry in 10 minutes. This encourages top-of-mind, primal thinking before the ego and judgmental brain kick in. Just set a timer, make your kid count to 600 slowly, whatever. It’s an honor system. And I trust you.
  • Keep to 250 words or less.*
  • Please have fun. Don’t put pressure on yourself. Together, let’s rediscover the simple joy in the writing process.
  • Post your submission in the comments OR post in your blog and leave a link to your blog in the comments.


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In the meantime, write on.


*If you find yourself going way over 250 words, say, this PROMPT inspired a full-length post or what-have-you, please don’t limit yourself. Fly! Be free! Just please post the longer submission to your blog and leave the link in the comments below. (Thanks!)


23 thoughts on “PROMPTuesday #15: One Word Says It All”

  1. You met me and wanted we
    But there was she and I had he
    You dumped she I dumped he
    And well, we became we

    The fire burned intensely
    But distance kept us apart
    Visits monthly but we needed
    A brand new start
    I shut things down and moved to you

    That exercise was more than we both bargained for
    You stayed at work late
    I was home alone
    We were together more when we could only talk on the phone

    At a party I saw a friend jump to you quick
    I noted it and meant to address it later but didn’t
    I’d moved to get married, I asked you and then
    You were not ready
    I asked once again

    You asked me to move
    I said okay
    You came to visit but apparently you’d been out to play
    No cellphone in hand to tell me when you’d arrive
    I called our (your) home thinking a message you’d left

    I heard her voice and knew that clearly there had been a theft
    When confronted you crumbled
    Said it was only a kiss
    But I knew then and know now that something was clearly amiss

    But we tried to move on
    For four years of our lives
    You’d ask me time and again to marry you……no not yet
    Finally I agreed
    We announced to the world

    Unfortunately trepidation set in
    I couldn’t go through with our plans

    I left you alone and treated you badly
    Again and again.

  2. Here it is

    e blinked. He’d heard that, right?

    Tom, tired of waiting had gone across the street. At the counter now under the too-bright lights he endured the ghastly smile of the guy behind the counter. He dropped his drinks, chips, cookies, gum, energy pills, eggs (on a regretful whim), brake fluid, shriveled hot dogs, newspapers, magazines and Spanish-language CD.

    The Sobe bottle clunked, which roused him out of his reverie. Self-reflective to a fault he knew he’d dropped it all absent-mindedly still thinking about the man and the woman in the cooler door corner. “I recognize him,” Tom thought. “It’s gonna bug the f— out of me now.”

  3. Every week I come away thinking, “Wow, they’re all so good.” There must be something in the quality of the inspiration when it results in so much (and such a variety) of excellent work.

  4. Mekhis Mom, Jess, Cheri – and DaGoddess last week I think – I don’t know you “guys” do poetry in 10 minutes. I can’t.

    I think I left a comment everywhere.

    We need more guys. Wait, what am I saying ;-)

    Temple (a guy)

  5. Without intention
    Her predilection
    For effusive affection
    Feeds misconception
    Of deception
    With no connection
    To the truth

    And a man of station
    Gets a hot new secretary

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