I’m pleased to say that after much cogitation, I am able to announce that the winner of our Full Fat Collection Competition, as chosen by David Mark Williams, is Oz Hardwick for his collection, The Lithium Codex.
David Mark Williams, who judged it, said,
“As soon as I started reading this collection I sensed I was in the presence of greatness. I had no doubts at all that this was the winner. These prose poems have the authority of a classic. It is not just the inventiveness of the writing but its precision. While each poem gives the impression of being improvised what impresses is how skillfully the effects are realised. It’s been such a privilege to be privy to having discovered this work and to ensure that it is going to be published.”
Oz’ Collection will be published by The Hedgehog Poetry Press during 2019.
The full Short List was:
Oz Hardwick, and
Sue Spiers, who David additionally selected for commendation.
I’d like to thank David for the judging and everybody that entered the competition.
We are more than pleased to finally be able to announce that Victoria Richards is the winner of the ‘Road To Clevedon Pier’ Anthology Competition, with Matt Duggan and Sarah Thomson being Highly Commended as Runners-up.
They, along with all of the poets who made the longlist will be appearing in the Competition Anthology to be published in April.
I’m not sure that I’ve ever felt quite as popular as I did last weekend, what with Submissions for Arfur and the deadline for the Anthology Competition falling – emails every minute or two and all filled with poetry.
It is down to earth this week though, as I suddenly realised that it was ‘over to me’ and that I needed to get on with it.
I’d kind of been keeping an eye on the submissions for Arfur, and so felt it was better to go for the unopened tin that was the ‘Road to Clevedon Pier’ competition first instead, and my god there was a fair old pile of them.
I did think I should probably explain the approach (in the interests of transparency and a vague hope of sympathy,) so this is how it has gone:
All of the entries were printed and coded, and left ‘unnamed’. I feel bad about the printing, but there we are, I hate reading poetry on screen and well, I’m a Luddite, what can I say.
I read all of the poems one at a time, not to sift or sort them or otherwise get myself organised, but just to see if any grabbed me. At this point I deliberately didn’t want to think about it all as a competition, instead just read and enjoy.
From there, I had a day off. I’m quite lazy, really.
I read all of the entries again, this time more critically and ended-up with a pile of ‘possibles’ and another of ‘sadly nots.’
I panicked a little as the ‘possibles’ towered over the ‘sadly nots’.
I thought I’d better read them again. But took the rest of the day off first.
I read them all again and this time ended-up with a smaller ‘possibles’ pile, which I then managed to split into ‘probably’ and a ‘probably not, though I’m still not 100%’ piles. I felt as though I was getting somewhere now.
I took another day off as this was becoming like hard work and I wasn’t sure I’d signed-up for that.
I read them all again and started binary sorting them (I always knew that Computer Studies CSE would come in handy one day) and then somehow I ended-up with a longlist. These will be the ones that appear in the anthology.
I definitely took the rest of that day off at this point.
From there it was easy and I soon found my three poem shortlist.
And that is where we currently are. I just need to pick a winner, but unfortunately it is from three poems that I have totally fallen in love with.
Decisions, decisions. What to do?
Well, take the weekend off, clearly, and work it out on Monday.
The interesting thing is that I still don’t know who has written the poems as I’m leaving that ‘pull back the curtain’ moment until I pick the overall winner.
Oh, and I can’t seem to lay my hand on the list that matches poet to poem. But it is here, somewhere. I’m sure it is (ahem.)
I would like to thank everybody who entered, you have written some really fine poetry, i just wish it wasn’t such hard work.
I just wanted to say thank you to everybody that submitted their work to our new magazine ‘A Restricted View From Under The Hedge’ and/or entered the ‘Road To Clevedon Pier’ Anthology Competition.
It is only three months since we decided to start a press and I can’t help but be amazed at just how much friendly support and good wishes we have received so far, and it is all a little humbling in truth.
But more importantly, we’re aiming to have the competition judged, the selection for issue #1 of the magazine settled quick and smart and hopefully create something worthy of your time.
Lord knows I’m not one to nag – I’m really not – but I couldn’t forgive myself if I didn’t just mention, one-last-time, that this is the final weekend for you to be able to:
Submit your poems for consideration for the first issue of ‘A Restricted View From Under The Hedge’. There are no reading fees, no theme and we are totally open to all types and forms of poetry, and
Enter our Anthology Competition, ‘The Road To Clevedon Pier’ for the chance to win some money, and to see your poetry appear in our first ever book, among other things.
Both end on Monday the 15th of January at a smidgeon before midnight.
For those that I managed to confuse, the Collection competition – ‘A Slim Volume of One’s Own’ doesn’t end until the 15th of March.
That costs £25 to enter, but if you are a member of the ‘Cult of the Spiny ‘Hog’ which also costs £25 to join, you can enter as many times as you like for no further pennies.
i.e. Join the Cult for £25, enter both competitions as many times as you like and get both the Anthology and the Magazine for not a penny more. Also get invited to various writing prompts and contests that are exclusive to the Cult.
All for exactly the same price as entering the Collection competition.
Happy New Year, although to be totally honest all of those festivities are already fading as the sheer terror of a deadline creeping up on me becomes apparent.
Yes, it seemed a million miles away, but it in terms of the deadlines of submissions for Arfur, and entries for the ‘The Road To Clevedon Pier’ anthology competition the sands have nearly all squeezed through the gap.
No, I’ve lost my thread too.
Regardless of all that, here is a quick reminder that if you wanted to submit a poem for the first issue of ‘A Restricted View From Under the Hedge’ or if you wanted to enter our Anthology competition, the deadlines for both are the 15th of January.
Sometimes, no matter how much you think about things, you still manage to mess them up and so I have to say I was really pleased when the fabulous Sarah Doyle suggested that maybe it would be a good idea to have a rethink about our Anthology competition.
She pointed out that we were charging a fee to enter the competition, but not paying prize money and basically (in a very nice and considered way) she painted a picture that even I could see meant that, well, I’d cocked it up.
Best laid plans and all that, but there we are. I’d gotten it wrong.
I won’t bore you with the angst and gnashing of teeth, but in truth I never mind making mistakes and I’ve always thought/hoped that it is how you deal with them that matters.
So after a night and a bit of thinking it through, we’ve decided to change the prizes, so that rather than the Leather Bound and very posh Journal we were all very impressed with, instead the winner will now receive £150 cash, with two runners-up getting £25 each. All three will also get subscriptions to ‘Arfur’ and all the other bits and bobs we’d already decided on.
If however the winner would prefer the posh book, that is cool too, they will get the choice.
It was an interesting day today as we finally got our first look at the covers we are planning to use for the ‘Road To Clevedon Pier’ Anthology, and the first issue of our (rather spiffy looking) magazine ‘A Restricted View From Under The Hedge.’
These are apparently known as ‘Scamps’ or ‘Mockups’ or ‘Dollies’ (I made one of the three up there as I am a little bored with the buzzwords) but I would imagine that they will be somewhere close to the finished article come next year.
Both photographs were taken by our in-house snapper in Clevedon where we are based, as indeed are all of the landscapes on the web site and we are rather pleased with how they are working so far.
Smug Are We, as the saying goes.
I have to say that despite us not really trying to spread the word just yet we are starting to get a few submissions for the magazine (I’m calling it ‘Arfur’ from here on in to save typing-time) and already they are looking pretty good.
We have humble hopes, but they are rising already.
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It is only a week since we silently launched The Hedgehog Poetry Press with vague promises of this and of that, but I have to say it is starting to be ‘something.’
Initially, it struck us that we may as well let people start to submit their work for possible inclusion in our first issue of ‘A Restricted View From Under The Hedge’, and I have to say we were really surprised when somebody did.
How did they know?
We certainly hadn’t told anybody.
It is even odder still today as we have launched two competitions, ‘The Road To Clevedon Pier’ our first anthology competition, and ‘A Slim Volume Of One’s Own’ our first single poet collection competition.
Somebody has already entered those too.
It isn’t even the same somebody, in fact it is three discrete somebodies.