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The SUFPC No. 5 Finalists! (As introduced by the Dowager Countess)

February 8, 2013 by Nathan Bransford 140 Comments

Goodness me!

It pains me to have been forced to judge an affair as middle class as a first paragraph contest. Are we now to share our inner thoughts with one another in public? Are we all artists, running naked in the streets? How horrid.

Lord Bransford told me that the caliber of entries was the best he’d ever seen in any of his contests, but I found them all perfectly dreadful. If I had to choose a winner it would none of them. I would hate for people to be left with something as pointless as ambition.

However, Lord Bransford informed me that I must choose a selection of finalists, though why he didn’t write a will with these instructions and leave them in the care of an unreliable heir I shall never know. All instructions of import should be argued over at great length over the course of many years. What else shall we aristocrats do with our time? Learn to cook?

There were many common threads in these entries, perhaps the most common of which is death in far too many forms. I am all-too-familiar with death having frequented the halls of Downton Abbey, where one must check one’s pulse at regular intervals lest you realize you’ve been afflicted with a mysterious disease and perished before they could even put away the silverware. Luckily I shall outlive you all because you cannot kill the witty.

A weakness in many entries was an excess of chattiness, which I simply cannot abide. Save it for the gallows, where you shall doubtless end up with such excitable loose lips.

Another common trope was that if only the narrator had known what was about to happen then everything would have been quite different. Why yes, I do suppose that if one were a fortuneteller quite a bit about life would be rather different. But we don’t walk around gazing into crystal balls, do we? Life is interesting enough as it is, one needn’t be so surprised by it all.

Sighing, gasping, waking up, and looking into mirrors were all abundantly accounted for in these paragraphs. I began to wonder if I were reading descriptions of a typical morning for my granddaughter Lady Mary.

And dare I say there is much about England that is changing these days but I’m quite certain the definition of a “paragraph” has not changed. There were far too many revolutionaries who chose to ignore the strictures of the English language. I cannot abide revolutions, everyone winds up disappointed in the end.

Now, these are the honorable mentions, who will be allowed henceforce to bring me tea in the library, provided they are properly attired and have not engaged in any previous desultory behavior.

Matt Borgard
heatherkamins.com
T Aydelott
Liane
JDuncan
Kelly Johnson
Charlee Vale
Crafty Green Poet
Bryan Hilson
Cathrine Bock
harryipants
Joanna
Chad Sourbeer
Eva Natiello
Iliad fan
Irene Pozoukidis
Pamela

The instructions for voting is as follows. I argued with Lord Bransford that no women should be involved in something as sinister as voting, but he insisted that it be open to all. These are vulgar times indeed.

In order to vote for the winner, please leave a vote in the comments section of this post. You will have until Sunday, 7pm Eastern time to vote. Kindly do not e-mail Lord Bransford your vote (gracious me, what is “e-mail,” is it some sort of ghastly dance?).

There shall be no campaigning in private or public for yourself or your favorites, and suspicious voting may result in disqualification. Participating in this entire exercise should well be grounds for disqualification, but I suppose it’s far too late for that.

Anonymous commenting will be closed for the duration of the voting to ensure transparency. The winner shall be announced on Monday.

The eight finalists are…

Sue Curnow:

The Mazda hit ice. Carter cursed, fought for control, lost it in kaleidoscope swirls, and the vehicle hurtled down a steep bank, jamming Tori against seat and headrest. Terror strangled her heart, breath refused to come and let out her screams. Stillness as the car stopped, engine running, headlights shining on pristine snow. Relief caught laughter in Tori’s throat, until she realized where they’d ended up. The Coldwater River. Confirming her fears, ice cracked loud as a pistol shot. Carter undid his seatbelt. Tori depressed the button on hers. It refused to give despite her frantic efforts. Carter opened his door, got out the car, then bent to peer back in. “Goodbye, Tori,” he said.

Robert Wyatt:

One of the hoariest adages in booklore is that a tale should never commence with a description of the weather, but what is to be done if you wish to tell about a wraith found at your doorstep in the midst of an electrical snowstorm? Skip to the good, warm part in the middle? No. You must tell it as it was.

Crystal:


Peter had seen strangers in the road before, but there was something different about this man…something sinister. Most people passed on their way without a thought for what might lie on the opposite bank of the river that ran beside the road, but this man, in his tattered cloak that fluttered restlessly around him, stood bent and still. He seemed to be staring at a spot on the edge of the road, as if he knew that was where a bridge should begin.

Saille:

It was a good day until fire started falling out of the sky. The sun was just up, and the leading edge of the spring burn was behaving exactly as the kindlers had predicted, which was a relief, because this was Thus’s first year as an outrunner. Ahead, he could hear the high whistles of his herd of capas, and see their broad silver backs parting the grasses, leaving gleaming, vee-shaped wakes behind them. They moved toward the firebreak restively, but without panic. He supposed they must have grazed their way back across it in the night. It didn’t matter. This was the one day that Thus and the other stewards didn’t need to be responsible for their small allotments of the People’s larger herd. A capa could keep out of the way of fire more easily than the People, because capas weren’t responsible for putting it out. He still felt a wash of protectiveness, though. He’d delivered some of the young for the first time this year, turning their tapering heads and soft, wrinkled paws to lie correctly along the birth canal before drawing them, dark and shining, into the world, where the rhythm of their mothers’ hearts gave way to the susurration of the grasses.

elizabethmarianaranjo.com:

She was a striking girl, all shadow and stillness. Judith watched her carefully. Twenty years teaching middle school had taught her the subtler ways to approach them, the ones who wore solitude like a shell. If you look away, they disappear. But if you look too close, they withdraw. You have to learn to look sideways.

Todd Zuniga:

Delia walks over to the couch where I’m sitting, asks me, “Seriously, why’d you manslaughter your baby?” I tell her she already knows I don’t know. “Huh,” she considers as she crosses her arms. Her hair a tangle of grey curls. Maybe, maybe-not Delia has room to judge: she manslaughtered her mother, who was eighty-three.

Cheryl W.:

Time is a funny thing. People often discover this quite young. You can be in time, on time, buy time, waste time, but you can never trust time. Even though some folks will claim time’s on their side, or their ally is time, or they have time, time doesn’t know them from any other of the trillion souls that live and breathe upon the earth. Time is oblivious to us and likes it that way, thank you very much. “Time,” as most people know it, is purely a manmade manifestation of numbers on a watch or shadows on a sundial, even radioactive isotopes oscillating rain or shine, but Time itself is as elusive as the future to a dying man. We desperately seek to control it, manipulate it and force trains to run to it, but as we never understand from whence the universe came or where it’s going, we’re lost in contemplation of Time’s vagaries. For instance: the past can be as alive to a person as the present, seeming to exist as one within the eye of the observer, just as Einstein posited. To those who insist upon it, time – the present and the past – can be experienced simultaneously. Bartholomew Lewis was just such a man.

Chris Bailey:

I would have given Mom a good-bye hug, but StepThad’s arm rested across her shoulder. Like the two of them were glued together. Double hug or nothing.

Congratulations to everyone. God help the winners of this affair.

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Comments

  1. Joanna van der Gracht de Rosado says

    February 9, 2013 at 9:45 am

    Chris Bailey gets my vote.

    Reply
  2. Angela @ HomegrownMom says

    February 9, 2013 at 9:48 am

    elizabethmarianaranjo.com
    Kudos to you all, I was too chicken to even enter!
    I read this whole post in a posh accent. Well done.

    Reply
  3. LA Janssen says

    February 9, 2013 at 12:50 pm

    Nice selection, congrats to all. My vote? elizabethmarianaranjo.com.

    Tip of the hat to Chris Bailey.

    Reply
  4. Stephanie McGregor says

    February 9, 2013 at 12:54 pm

    I really like Saille's. They have my vote!

    Reply
  5. Mary says

    February 9, 2013 at 1:07 pm

    My vote goes to elizabethmarianaranjo.com.

    Robert Wyatt was a close second, but Elizabeth pulled me a nidge better.

    Reply
  6. Cara M. says

    February 9, 2013 at 2:23 pm

    elizabethmarianaranjo

    Reply
  7. Lauren Kinney says

    February 9, 2013 at 2:27 pm

    I vote Robert Wyatt.

    Reply
  8. Pamela Young says

    February 9, 2013 at 3:08 pm

    Elizabeth

    Reply
  9. poetafiera says

    February 9, 2013 at 4:07 pm

    I vote for Sallie!

    I am so intrigued by the herd of capas , the outrunners, and the Spring burn that I want to read more.

    Reply
  10. John Herres says

    February 9, 2013 at 5:22 pm

    In choosing one of the finalists, I would have to go with Cheryl W.

    Reply
  11. Anil Goel says

    February 9, 2013 at 5:38 pm

    Elizabeth!

    Reply
  12. Lauren B. says

    February 9, 2013 at 6:30 pm

    My vote is Chris Bailey. But congrats to all the finalists and honorable mentions!

    I really don't know how Nathan chooses.

    Reply
  13. Margaret Welman Paez says

    February 9, 2013 at 6:33 pm

    Robert Wyatt.

    Reply
  14. Carolyn says

    February 9, 2013 at 6:41 pm

    elizabethmarianaranjo.com

    Reply
  15. Gretchen says

    February 9, 2013 at 6:56 pm

    Elizabeth.

    But that was tough to decide. Also, the Dowager Countess? Brilliant, Nathan! That must have been a blast to write.

    Reply
  16. Jess says

    February 9, 2013 at 8:16 pm

    Tally one up for Sue Curnow from me.

    And congratulations to all the finalists!

    Reply
  17. River Byrnes says

    February 9, 2013 at 8:16 pm

    My first choice would be Cheryl, my second Elizabeth and my third, Robert.

    Reply
  18. Amy says

    February 9, 2013 at 9:20 pm

    Lots of great entries! My vote goes to Todd Zuniga.

    Reply
  19. Bill Az says

    February 9, 2013 at 9:59 pm

    Elizabeth

    Reply
  20. Katharine Manning says

    February 9, 2013 at 10:09 pm

    Elizabeth. Just fantastic.

    Reply
  21. Leila Rheaume says

    February 9, 2013 at 10:43 pm

    elizabethmarianaranjo.com

    Reply
  22. LindaBudz says

    February 10, 2013 at 1:14 am

    So hard to pick just one, but I'm going to go with Robert Wyatt.

    Reply
  23. Dave Symonds says

    February 10, 2013 at 5:39 am

    elizabethmarianaranjo

    Reply
  24. harryipants says

    February 10, 2013 at 12:08 pm

    Woohoo! We're all artists running naked in the street.
    It was nice to be on the commended list, thank you.
    I really loved a few that were on the commended list, moreso than some of the finalists.
    But for me, without a doubt the best of the many hundreds of entries was Robert Wyatt's.
    I really want to read that book.
    Brilliant.

    Reply
  25. Heather Webb says

    February 10, 2013 at 2:01 pm

    All had a little pizazz–congrats to the finalists!

    But my favorite was both lyrical and had a strong voice.

    Robert Wyatt

    Reply
  26. T says

    February 10, 2013 at 3:23 pm

    Robert Wyatt

    Reply
  27. Carolyn Woulfe says

    February 10, 2013 at 4:03 pm

    Chris Bailey. Love it.

    Reply
  28. slhuang says

    February 10, 2013 at 6:09 pm

    elizabethmarianaranjo.com

    Reply
  29. Rick Zubrycki says

    February 10, 2013 at 8:49 pm

    Robert Wyatt… Witty and fun!

    Reply
  30. Gypmar says

    February 10, 2013 at 9:09 pm

    Chris Bailey…there's nothing in the way of that voice.

    Reply
  31. c1c5d5fc-73c6-11e2-a146-000bcdcb471e says

    February 10, 2013 at 9:13 pm

    Well done all…but I care about Tori. And I think I dated Carter.
    Sue Curnow gets my vote.

    Reply
  32. Mira says

    February 10, 2013 at 11:37 pm

    Loved your commentary, Nathan. Very clever. Loved how she kept urging people not to participate in the contest, ha, ha! 🙂

    I haven't watched Downtown Abbey, but I really will have to!

    So, I loved all of the entries, both the honorables and the finalists! Well done!

    I had a tough time choosing, but I think I'm going with Crystal, although Todd was a very, very close runner up. Very hard to choose!

    Congrats to everyone! 🙂

    Reply
  33. Marianne Gualtieri says

    February 11, 2013 at 12:22 am

    elizabethmarianaranjo

    Reply
  34. Robin Connelly says

    February 11, 2013 at 9:00 am

    Sue Curnow

    Reply
  35. maine character says

    February 11, 2013 at 11:22 am

    I'm too late for my vote to count, but for me it's a toss-up between Robert's and Elizabeth's.

    With special mention to Saille for the use of susurration.

    Reply
  36. Katchen says

    February 11, 2013 at 2:16 pm

    My favorite is
    elizabethmarianaranjo.com:

    Well done!

    Reply
  37. Katchen says

    February 11, 2013 at 2:16 pm

    My favorite is: elizabethmarianaranjo.com

    Well done!

    Reply
  38. Durango Writer says

    February 11, 2013 at 3:03 pm

    elizabethmarianaranjo.com:

    Reply
  39. heatherkamins.com says

    February 11, 2013 at 3:51 pm

    I vote for elizabethmarianaranjo.com.

    (And thanks for the honorable mention!)

    Reply
  40. Cally Taylor says

    February 11, 2013 at 10:07 pm

    elizabethmarianaranjo.com:

    Reply
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