I've been reminded recently of the time, not long ago, when my story Two-Edged Choice was shot down like the Clanton Gang by that aforementioned scholastic publication. I like to tell myself that it was merely the word count (more than 200 words too long) that disqualified it from the beginning, and that it had nothing to do with the story or writing. Of course it could be that the judges were genre bigots.
R.
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Ah, the old genre hurdle. What's a fantasist to do? I say keep writing, and let them choke on your imminent success. Let them remember that they put your stories down as they hold your bestseller in their palms.
I'll do what I can to make that happen. And thank you.
R.
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