Welcome to The Week in Review, the weekly round-up for those too busy to follow Stupefying Stories on a daily basis. This week we turned control over to Pete Wood, to present the winners of The Pete Wood Challenge “Tristan da Cunha” contest.
Pete’s challenge this time was pretty simple: to write a flash fiction story of no more than 175 words in length, set on the island of Tristan da Cunha, the “most remote inhabited archipelago in the world.” (Fittingly enough, one of the islands in the chain is named ‘Inaccessible Island.’) As usual, the challenge winners came through with five wildly different and yet delightful stories, and this time Pete was so inspired by the idea that he even wrote his own response to the challenge—therefore, no “Never-ending FAQ” column this week.
In ascending order, the winners are:
“Canned Kraken,” by Tobias Backman
(Honorable Mention: Published 6 May 2024)
So what do you do when you have a multi-ton dead kaiju blocking up the entrance to the only decent harbor on the island?
“Floating Light Over the Waves,” by Brandon Case
(Honorable Mention: Published 7 May 2024)
Here’s the story of a man who went to the island to get away from it all, only to discover that he’d gone a little too far.
“A Snail’s Pace,” by Pete Wood
(Editor’s Choice: Published 8 May 2024)
In a world with teleportation, where everyone everywhere is just seconds away, where do you go to slow down and relax?
“A Quiet Where Magic Can Grow,” by Kai Holmwood
(Third Place: Published 9 May 2024)
Fan favorite Kai Holmwood delivers a little tale of something wonderful that needs really special growing conditions…
“The Sirens’ Salvation,” by Kimberly Ann Smiley
(Second Place: Published 10 May 2024)
The war between the mermaids and the sirens had gone very badly. Now the sirens clung to one very small territory, and one last long-shot hope…
“The Potato Singer,” by Ian Li
(First Place: Published 11 May 2024)
Johnny dreamed of being a singer, although he knew he didn’t have the voice for it. Even the cows in the pasture fled in terror at the sound of his singing voice. Wasn’t there anywhere he could go to practice?
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