FOWC with Fandango — Costume

FOWC

Welcome to October 30, 2021 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (U.S.).

Today’s word is “costume.”

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.

Three Line Tales — The Costume

His best friend Sam asked Ethan what costume he would be wearing to the school’s Halloween party when Ethan told Sam he wasn’t going, and when Sam asked him why not, Ethan admitted that his family was so poor that they were unable to give him any money to buy a costume.

Sam told him Ethan to just drape an old shirt over his head and to walk around as if he were a zombie.

“Yeah, I can do that,” Ethan said, taking off his flannel shirt, placing it over his head, and demonstrating his best zombie pose for Sam.


Written for Sonya’s Three Line Tales prompt. Photo credit: Aedrian via Unsplash.

Weekend Writing Prompt — Costume Party

Herb was sitting at Doris’ dressing table when she entered their bedroom.

“What are you doing?” she asked her husband.

“Pass me that rainbow wig over there, and my brush?”

“Excuse me?

“I’m trying out my Halloween costume for the community center costume party,” he explained. “I’ll need to borrow one of your fancy dresses. I think I can squeeze into one.”

Indeed not,” Doris said. “What’s the matter with you?”

“I thought for one night it would be fun to pretend to be female.”

“Think again!”

(87 words)


Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where the word is “brush.”

Also for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (rainbow), Word of the Day Challenge (squeeze), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (indeed), and The Daily Spur (female).

The Samurai Warrior

Samurai warrior costume“I am the only living samurai warrior!” Jacob announced to his friends when he was showing off his new costume for the school play. He waved his rubber samurai sword in the air.

“Yeah, you’ll have them rolling in the aisles with fear,” said Michael, chuckling.

Yada, yada, yada,” said Frank.

“You must be so proud,” said Johnny, his voice dripping in sarcasm.

The three boys broke out laughing when Jacob’s mother called out, “Jacob, sweetie, get in the Caravan. We don’t want you to be late.”

Johnny looked at Michael and Frank and said in a stage whisper loud enough for Jacob to hear, “Yes, sweetie, the minivan has always been the favored mode of transportation for samurai warriors.

When tears welled up in Jacob’s eyes, his mother reached over to Jacob and hugged him. “Don’t let those boys upset you, honey. You are the sweetest samurai warrior ever.”


Written for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (only), The Daily Spur (samurai), Ragtag Daily Prompt (yada, yada, yada), Your Daily Word Prompt (proud), and Word of the Day Challenge (caravan).

Everyday Masks

F7FD82AE-CD45-46D1-82FB-B5F1DBE44B22“Let’s see,” Dwight said to himself. “What costume should I assume today? Should I be the pleasant man that everyone likes? Or perhaps I’ll play the role of the argumentative, contrarian son of a bitch who picks a fight with anyone who even looks his way.”

Dwight went through this same process just about every morning. “Who do I want to be today?” he would ask himself. “What persona should I be? What role should I play? What costume should I wear?” He loved assuming different roles each time he left his room. No one knew what to expect of him.

Some people thought that Dwight was schizophrenic and had a multiple personality disorder. “Ha!” He thought. “I’ve really got them fooled.”

It had gotten to the point that the first thing people would say to Dwight when they saw him was not “how are you today, Dwight?” but “who are you today, Dwight?” And he loved that. He enjoyed keeping them guessing.

Dwight loved his life. He had no worries, no concerns. He didn’t allow silly things like where to sleep, what to eat didn’t, or how to earn money spoil his fun. Most of all, he loved wearing different masks every day.

And the orderlies, in their white costumes, seemed to enjoy playing the game with him. After all he’d been with them nearly his entire life and it was his destiny to keep them on their toes.


Written for today’s one-word prompt, “costume.”