I have to confess I'm really tired of being a bridesmaid. Today I got a lovely certificate from Writers of the Future for my story "Eternity's Child", which is better than a rejection letter, I admit. My last story there got to the quarterfinals before collecting a rejection letter. No certificate for that one. Certificates are cool, but not as much as actually winning the dratted contest.
Ah, well, it's a lovely day, it's not snowing, there is hope of spring, and it really is a pretty certificate!