Valentine’s Day was always busy at Piece of My Heart. The couple waited in the doorway for over a minute before I had a chance to dash over and greet them. The woman was staring up at the chandelier, wide-eyed, when I approached. The man returned my smile.
“Do you have a booking?” I asked.
“Jackson,” the man replied. “I called last week.”
They were an odd couple. She was so thin she looked like she might break in half. Her big blue eyes darted as if looking for danger. He stared at the ground as I led them to their table, watching his footing on the thick carpet. I slowed down to accommodate his limp.
I reached for the woman’s coat, but she recoiled. As Jackson helped her out of it, I noted the three stumps on his left hand. He handed me the fur, thanking me as I stepped forward to take it. I draped it over my weaker left arm, which immediately started to ache.
Katie was not much for similes but she once said to Darin that a man is like an appendix. They were in the shower when she said this, and she was holding him in her warm hand, or maybe it was just the shower that was warm. Darin doesn’t remember what he said back, and maybe because he can’t remember the next line the scene can’t move forward and so it replays in his mind over and over: the shower, the simile, and Katie’s laughter right after she said it. Darin remembers this scene around Kemptville and thinks of it all the way to Ottawa, where he pulls into the truck stop at about one in the morning and feels the nervousness (which is like anxiety, but not anxiety, because Darin doesn’t like that word) reach a level seven out of ten.
Today, we’re pleased to announce that four people will receive prizes, but sorry that almost 600 others have been disappointed along the way. We’ve ried to make our decisions as fairly and diligently as possible, but disappointing news isn’t nice to receive or deliver. We take comfort in knowing that with so many brilliant entries, the authors who didn’t get the breaks in our competition this year will no doubt have success placing their stories in other markets.
But, now, here’s the happy bit… this year’s judges – Senja Andrejevic-Bullock, Phil Bowne, and D.D. Johnston – have made their decisions.
It’s worth explaining the way we do the final round of judging: each judge independently ranks the anonymised short-listed entries from one to twelve, with one being their favourite; then we add the scores together and the lowest total wins. This means there’s a possibility of a tie, and for the first time this has happened: we had a tie for third place, and so we’ve decided to split that prize.
So, on this occasion, our four winners are:
Joint 3rd place (£12.50 each): Beatrice Hughes and Lorna Wood
2nd place (£50): Mina Ivosev
1st place (£100): Hannah Whiteoak
Congratulations to all of the above; they will receive their prize money this week. In a close contest, Hannah Whiteoak clinched first place with her short story “Piece of My Heart,” a daring speculative piece that finds an original way to speak about love and relationships. It made me think of Lacan’s famous formulation of love as “giving something you don’t have to someone who doesn’t want it” – you’ll have to read the story to see what I mean! It’s an exciting winner for the judges to have chosen because in previous years the winning stories have been broadly realist and have often relied for their excellence on technical accomplishment more than concept. “Piece of My Heart” is a real humdinger and we’re thrilled to be publishing it on this site in the coming days.
Thank you again to everyone who entered – judging hasn’t been easy, but it has been a treat.
We started with almost 600 stories, and choosing a long list of just 60 wasn’t easy. Now, regrettably, we have to lose all but 12 of the long-listed stories. There were so many great stories we wanted to keep in the competition! Back in 2016, when we first offered our prize, we wrote about the difficulties involved in judging a competition such as this one, and now, with the competition in its 4th year, the process hasn’t got any easier. Different judges, following a different process, would no doubt have selected a different shortlist. So we wish all the long-listed authors success with placing their stories elsewhere – the quality this year was exceptional. Meanwhile, we’re thrilled to announce that our winners will be selected from the following shortlist:
Laura J. Campbell
Alexander Xavier Urpí
We have 12 fantastically good stories left in the competition. Sadly, only three can win prizes, and Senja Andrejevic-bullock, Phil Bowne, and D.D. Johnston are tasked with finding our winners over the next fortnight. These will be announced on Monday 29th July.
Submissions have now closed for the 2019 OWT Short Story Prize, and we want to thank everyone who has shared their work. We’ve received 486 submissions, which is slightly fewer than last year, but still a lot to read!
The judging now begins. Alas, we have only three prizes to award, so we apologise that there is no way we can give all entries the recognition that they deserve. Please know how grateful we are to everyone who shared their work, and please remember that with so many strong pieces our choices will inevitably be subjective.
Given the volume of entries, we plan to make our selections in three stages. In the first instance our aim is to narrow the field to a long list of 50 (approx. 10% of entries), which we plan to announce on Monday 1st July. We will announce authors by their name (or pen name), but, so as not to hinder non-winning entrants’ chances of publishing their stories elsewhere, we will not publish story titles at this stage. We’ll then narrow the field to a shortlist of 12, which we plan to publish on July 15th, and we hope to announce the prize winners on July 29th. Please be patient as we try to choose between so many excellent pieces of writing. Thank you and good luck!