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Here's another old finalist notification I dug up from my files. I was a finalist for the New Letters fiction contest, but in the end it led to nothing but a close call. Not even publication in the journal, which is kind of a bummer. But, oh well. I like the letter head on this one.
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OK, here's one. A friend's article was accepted by the New York Times Magazine or Book Review, I'm not sure which, but she was elated. They paid her a handsome sum and never published the thing. They supposedly do it all the time. Which would you rather: the money or the publication? You can't put the money on your resume, but you can't eat your publication either.
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