The Best Clown Ever – Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Flash Fiction for for Aspiring Writers is a writing challenge, kindly hosted by Priceless Joy. The challenge asks us to write a piece of fiction from the photo prompt provided in around 100- 150 words – give or take 25 words. It encourages participants to comment, constructively, on other entries, so supporting each other’s writing. If you’d like to join in with this challenge, follow the link in the title of PJ’s, blog: Beautiful Words to see what to do. The challenge runs from Wednesday to Wednesday every week.

Here is this week’s prompt . . .

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. . . and this is my story:

Marvin stared at the mirror, considering his hollow cheeks, the deep lines about his sunken eyes. Gambling had brought him to this: a sad excuse for a man.

Jobless and penniless, scorned by his long-suffering wife, Marvin had taken the only job to come along. The Circus had come to town.

‘On in twenty, Marv, after the sea lions,’ the stable lad called, rapping at the caravan door.

Marvin applied foundation to brighten his skin, topped by vivid lines of coloured paint and a red horn nose. His ginger wig, chequered suit and oversized shoes completed the look.

His act had the audience enthralled. He juggled and cavorted and honked his big red nose. He laughed and applauded as much as they …

As he left the Big Top, a woman and two small boys stepped into his path. ‘I’m proud of you, Marvin,’ Susan said. ‘You make the best clown ever.’

Rivulets of tears streaked Marvin’s carefully painted face. But then he smiled.

‘Yes, I do, don’t I?’

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34 thoughts on “The Best Clown Ever – Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

  1. I loved that Millie! He seemed to have hit bottom and yet, put on a brave “clown” face only to be met with love and forgiveness. (I’m assuming Susan is his wife). This story is wonderful. 🙂 (I’m glad you went for the happy ending).

    1. It would seem that way. I’m not a lover of clowns, either. In fact, I’ve hated them since I was a child. But I supppose come clowns are actually nice! Thakns, Sonya. 🙂

      1. Oops! I know very well you’re Rachel, so I need my wrist slapping for that! I’d just been commenting on Jessie’s post and it was the end of a long day of travelling up to Newcastle and back. Well, that’s my excuse, and I’m sticking to it. (It is true, by the way – although no excuse for giving you the wrong name.) Many apologies … I’ll go and stand in the corner for half an hour now. 🙂

      2. No probs! No need to stand in the corner! After reading so many stories I get confused too and have to keep scrolling to the top to see which blog I’m on.

  2. Aww this touching story got me tearful! I’m glad he had taken the job and made the best clown. I’m so proud of him and I’m sure his wife feels the same 😉 Wonderful story Millie! ❤

    1. Oh dear. It often happens that people have similar ideas for these prompts. I’m sure if you’d worked on this idea, it would still have been different to mine. We all write differently, which makes reading these stories so much fun. Thank you, Az. 🙂

  3. Glad he got something to keep his body and mind together and also some food and place to rest his tired body. Clowns do not always have to be sad.

    1. No, they don’t. I’m sure some are good guys, and happy, too. They’ve just has seriously bad press over the years. Funny, though – I never liked clowns myself, even when I was a child. I just wanted to watch the horses and the trapeze artists when my parents took us to the circus. 🙂

      1. Me too, the animals and their tricks and the trapeze artist were always my favorites.

    1. Thank you, M. 🙂 Clowns aren’t the most popular of characters, are they? I don’t like them myself, but thought I’d give this one a happy ending. My good deed for the day! 🙂

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