100-Word Friday Fictioneers’ Challenge: Midlife Crisis


Hello Dear Readers.  What do you want to do today?  Maybe you feel like writing a 100-word story explaining this:

"look I even put in this arrow
No not this arrow. The picture below it!
Friday Fictioneers Linda Vernon Humor
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Midlife Crisis

He was in the process of changing careers?

Yes, Officer, he couldn’t take the clowns anymore, or the cutbacks.

Cutbacks?

They stopped providing seltzer and Bozo uniforms.

Really?

I mean, have you seen the cost of clown shoes lately?  We’re still paying off his clown-school student loans for godsakes!

So he enrolled in–

Human cannon ball college, yes, that’s right, Officer.  It was his final examination.

What a pity!  But I didn’t realize there was a human cannon ball college in town.

There isn’t.  This was an online human cannon ball college.

Probably not a good idea.

In hindsight, no.

Word count:  Exactly. 100. Words. Yay!

This is the Friday Fictioneer Challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple.  To participate, all you have to do is look at the picture.  (You don’t have to look at the picture, but it’s easier when you do) and then write a story with a beginning, a middle and an end in 100 words or there abouts.  And link up over at Addicted to Purple.

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Until next time . . . I love you

70 thoughts on “100-Word Friday Fictioneers’ Challenge: Midlife Crisis

    • You’re right. They are a ripoff. Can you imagine the copywriting that would get someone to sign up for online human cannon ball school. Hmm. . . sounds it might be a fun fake website project . . . .

  1. Just out of curiosity–how do you grade an in-person (to say nothing of online) human cannonball final exam? Trajectory? Distance traveled? Length of time aloft? In-air form? Survival? Fun take on the prompt.

  2. hahaha ^^ could never get enough of your humor. and what’s up with Björn, i’ve learned long ago not to drink hot choco or tea or anything hot while reading your stories. lol ^^

  3. Dear Linda,

    The perfect story for this prompt. I’m laughing, smiling and going back for a second read. Tragic when clowns have to buy their own seltzer.

    “A little song, a little dance. A little seltzer down your pants.”

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

    • Ha ha!! Thank you so much Rochelle! A little song, a little dance, a little seltzer down your pants as well (and I’m picking up the tab for the seltzer on this one! I insist!)

  4. An online human cannon ball college… hmmm… I think that’s a school from which even I could graduate. I’m not sure I would appreciate the trajectory of my career, though. 🙂

    Nice job.

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