Weekend Writing Prompt — Drama Queen

Spare me the histrionics, woman.
Your behavior is outlandish.
Yes, I took her out to dinner.
So what?
We didn’t hide in the shadows.
You must stop picking on her.
You’re jealous.
You’re no frolic in the park.
Your conduct is ghoulish
Stop being such a drama queen.

(48 words)

Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where the word is “histrionics.”Also for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (outlandish), Ragtag Daily Prompt (shadows), The Daily Spur (shadows), Your Daily Word Prompt (frolic), and Word of the Day Challenge (ghoulish).

SoCS — Trick-or-Treat

Tonight’s the night, but I have no basis on which to predict how many trick-or-treaters will be ringing our doorbell tonight. That’s because this is our first Halloween in our new neighborhood. For the previous decade we lived in the city and we never had trick-or-treaters come to our house. Not one in ten years.

That didn’t stop us last year from buying three bags of fun-sized candy bars because, you know, just in case. We ended up, yet again, with zero trick-or-treaters and with three full bags of fun-sized candy bars that we slowly consumed during the whole month of November.

Now we live in the burbs and there are a lot kids, from toddlers to teens, who live in our neighborhood. So if times were normal, we’d expect a deluge of trick-or-treaters at our door tonight.

But these aren’t normal times. We’re experiencing a pandemic that has killed more than 225,000 Americans with more than nine million having contracted the virus. I know that if we still had young children in our home, we would not permit them to go house to house begging for candy.

But I don’t know what other parents in our neighborhood are going to do this year about letting their kids go trick-or-treating. Thus, I have no idea what to expect tonight. Will we get a large showing of kids at our door or will we get none?

Too much or not enough?

My wife doesn’t want to take any chances of coming up short when it comes to candy this year, so we bought eight bags of fun-sized candy bars. My guess, though, is that’s probably seven bags too many, which will mean that we’ll have enough leftover fun-sized candy bars to slowly consume at least through January.

We’re in a new neighborhood and in a new world where social distancing and wearing face masks is the new normal. So who knows? I guess we’ll find out by later tonight.

Happy Halloween everyone!

Written for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, where the word is “trick.”

FOWC with Fandango — Outlandish

FOWCWelcome to October 31, 2020 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.

I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).

Today’s word is “outlandish.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Please check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please manually add your link in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.


It’s the next to the last day of October and tomorrow is Halloween. I have not participated in any of the numerous Halloween prompts, including Tourmaline’s Halloween Challenge, because, when it comes to Halloween, my overall feeling is “meh.”

However, her Halloween Challenge prompt word today is “spider,” and a few days ago I took this picture of a spider that had the audacity to be crawling up my bathroom wall. I’m not a fan of spiders and I don’t like it when they come into my house and invade my space. But I also don’t like killing them, either.

I managed to coax this spider onto a piece of paper and to carry him, her, or it out to my backyard where I let it walk off the paper on its eight spindly legs and presumably to see, with its eight freaky eyes, another day. But I did warn the spider that, should he/she/it darken my doorstep (or my bathroom wall) by venturing into my humble abode once again, I may not be so forgiving.

And now I can also brag that I did, in fact, respond to at least one Halloween-themed prompt.Too little, too late?