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In which I enter a literary contest and don’t expect to win, but still

Posted on April 27, 2017 by

November There is no way – no way in hell – that a self-published novel, no matter how passable, will win a literary contest. Especially if that novel has a cover that looks like someone left it in a damp … Continue reading →

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