The BSSA 2015 anthology launch took place on 19th November at Mr B’s Emporium of Books, Bath. Mr B sponsors our local prize and his shop was recently voted one of the ten best bookshops in the world by The Guardian. We think it’s the bee’s knees too – a must go if you are visiting Bath. Reading spas, reading years, bibliotherapy…
Nic, Mr B himself, with Jane.
We were thrilled that ten of the twenty authors in the anthology were able to come along to read short extracts from their stories to a packed house of partners, friends and short-story-loving guests. Two of the authors, Sara Collins and Emily Devane are pictured on the left.
It was a fabulous evening. All the authors who attended read brilliantly from the beginning of their stories and left listeners longing to find out what happened next. Here you can see Jude, Anna and others, spellbound by Sara Collins reading her story.
Our first prize winner, Safia Moore, was unable to attend as she lives in the United Arab Emirates. After Anna’s introduction and thanks to all, Jane’s friend Jerry pictured here on the right with Sue, who took a lot of the photographs, started off the readings with an extract from Safia’s story, ‘That Summer.’ Click on video clip to see Jerry reading some ofthat extract. The recording starts a few seconds into the reading.
Gary and Douglas from The Self Publishing Partnership who published our high quality book under their Brown Dog imprint, came along and here they are with Alexandra Wilson, from Writing Events Bath, who sponsored the Acorn Award for an unpublished writer, this year won by Lucy Corkhill with her story.’Last Rites’.
Our anthology cover was again designed by the very talented artist and writer Elinor Nash who unfortunately wasn’t able to come along. We sold all the books pictured here during the evening. People love the colour of the anthology this year – many saying how festive it is – just right for Christmas presents.
In between batches of readings, there was time for people to mingle, chat, buy books drink wine and nibble on our snacks
We’ve pictures here of all the authors reading, plus the first few lines of their stories to inspire you to buy the anthology – available from this website, Mr B’s and Amazon
Here’s K M Elkes our local prize winner reading from his story, ‘The Three Kings’.
“It was Friday night, our wages were paid – we were set for the dance down Kilburnie. There were three of us – me, Frances and Robbie – living cheap over McAdams the butchers where a yellow stink of fat pooled at the bottom of the stairs”.
Lucy Corkhill, winner of the Acorn Award for an unpublished writer of fiction reading from the beginning of her story ‘Last Rites’. Click here to see a Youtube video clip of Lucy reading the extract. She also tells us how she entered the competition at 11.47 pm on the last day!
“Rose Cullen. Eighty-eight years of age. Two daughters themselves pensioners: Violet and May. Three grand-children; one great-grandchild. A marriage, mercifully short, to Charles…”
Sara Collins reading from her shortlisted story, ‘Lilith’.
“We have nowhere else to go, so he puts me on all fours like a cat on the back seat You’re as jumpy as a cat and all,’ he tells me. ‘Stay still.’
The old Bentley’s back window is filthy like always. The doors are locked.The amber beads of the rosary swing side to side from the mirror. ‘There’s a trick to surviving it,’ Lilith always says…”
Emma Seaman reading from her shortlisted story, ‘The Ends of the Earth’.
“‘I’ve wanted to do this for years,’ my father tells me. ‘It’s top of my bucket list.’
I didn’t know he had a bucket list, or needed one, but I can hear he’s proud of himself for knowing the term.”
John Holland reading from his story ‘Lips’.
“At the pottery class, he made a black, iron glazed stoneware urn which she admired. She made a blue glazed earthenware plate with yellow and white glazed fried eggs, orange glazed beans and brown glazed individually cut chips, which he didn’t comment on…”
Emily Devane reading from her story ‘Ruby Shoesmith, click, click,click’.
‘Your first word is ample.’ Mrs Barker paces between the desks. ‘Ample’ she says again, stressing the ‘p’ sound so that her chest heaves forward unsettling the chain that carries her glasses.
Ample. I know this one. ‘Am-pull – is that it?’…”
Anne Corlett reading from her story, ‘The Witching Hour’.
“I discover we have a witch on the first night in the new house.
There’s a faint scratching coming from the children’s room and when I open the curtains, she’s there, floating expressionlessly in front of the window, long vague fingers probing at the glass…”
Anna Metcalfe reading from her story, ‘Sand’.
“They abandoned the truck at the edge of the city and divided themselves between the two jeeps. Seven men in the back of each, shoulders knocking, thighs pressed against thighs. The road soon lost its surface to potholes, boulders and the branches of fallen trees…”
Adam Kurcharksi reading from his story, ‘Mosquito Press’.
“You know something’s gone too far when you’re sitting here flicking through a deck of cards, trying to decide which of the queens is the prettiest. The phone rings again. It’s probably Castle, drunk in one of the girlie bars without any pesos for a taxi.”
Fran Landsman reading from her story, ‘Big and Brie’.
“My name is Big. But I’m not – I’m small. They call me that because my surname is Spender – like ‘Big Spender’ – which is a song. But I’m not a big spender either. In fact, I’ve only got £9.17 to last me till next Thursday.”
Ten very different compelling stories and ten more to read in the anthology. All of those wonderful too. The authors who weren’t able to attend, apart from our winner Safia Moore, were second prize winner, Dan Powell, third prize winner, Angela Readman, commended, Eileen Merriman, commended, Barbara Weeks, shortlisted,Sophie Hampton and Alice Falconer, Fiona Mitchell, Chris Edwards-Pritchard, and Debbi Voisey.