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The Results

I am pleased to announce the winners of Exeter Writers' 2018 Short Story Competition. Well done to all the writers listed below. You can read the winning entries by clicking on the links below. 1 st -    Land's End  by Tomas Furby, Exeter 2 nd   - Thirty-Seven Photos of a Sleeping Lion  by Jason Jackson, Bristol 3 rd   -   The Invitation  by Sarah Evans, Herts Devon prize - Dylan Thomas, Gregory Jones, and the Oort Cloud   by Janet McCann, Sidmouth The remaining short-listed entries were: A Sharp Beam from the Light House by Judith Wilson, London What do Streets Remember by Selma Carvalho, West Drayton The Rapture by Anna Abbott, Wirral Sponge by Jim Syrah, Bampton For Love by Rob Woodhouse, Holsworthy Sent by Kaavya Ramachandhran, OH, USA The List by Grace Cullen, Herts The remaining long-listed entries were: Keeping Chris Alive by Ken McBeath, British Colombia, Canada Seeking Shadows by Jessica Hooten Wilson, Siloam Spring

First Prize (2017/18) - Land's End by Tomas Furby

Land’s End    By Tomas Furby                                           The leprechaun tells me he's sorry and pats me on the shoulder. It makes me feel better. I ask him for some gold but he says sorry fella I’ve only got a twenty. I don't want a twenty anyway I want some gold so I smile and say don’t worry about it eh. As I turn round a colony of bats the size of sharp black kites attack me. I duck and roll away from their chittering. When I look up though they're gone. Just the fear, then. I glance about looking for somewhere to hide but I don't know where I am so I start to walk against the wailing wind.

2nd Prize (2017/18) - Thirty-Seven Photographs of a Sleeping Lion by Jason Jackson

Thirty-Seven Photographs of a Sleeping Lion by Jason Jackson 1.       The Zoo Rachel’s leaning against the penguin enclosure wall, and you say, “What do you mean I pay you too much attention? You’re my girlfriend.”  “Listen,” she says. “How can I put this? All good photographers know that the subject doesn’t always have to be in the centre of the frame.”

3rd Prize (2017/18) - The Invitation by Sarah Evans

The Invitation by Sarah Evans Some weeks ago, my mother asked me, ‘What’s your earliest memory?’ She’d asked the question before, but not for some time and never with such urgency. Dutifully, I reeled out my expected lines. I remembered getting a kitten. Kiki. I would have been three and a half according to Mum. I remember being scratched and saying, ‘No! I don’t like it.’ This is the accepted family story. I was terrified of this alien ball of fluff and claws, though very soon I grew to love her intensely. The earliest photos show me with one cheek pressed into black and white fur. Like my memories, there is no prior record.

Devon Prize (2017/2018) - Dylan Thomas, Gregory Jones and the Oort Cloud by Janet McCann

DYLAN THOMAS, GREGORY JONES, AND THE OORT CLOUD by Janet McCann At lunchtime, Father takes a bite of his ham sandwich and says, all in a rush, ‘There’s a pig with two heads down at the farm. Born yesterday. They’ve even given it a name ‒ Dylan Thomas, for goodness sake! It’s spectacular! Two wet noses, two lolling tongues, and four pale pink eyes squinting through long white eyelashes. And it squeals like anything! Imagine that! But it won’t live long. No more than a few days at most.’ And then Father laughs a little too loudly as he cuts another slice of ham, and stares directly