What’s in a name?
My first headmaster used to sign all his letters “E. Campbell”. I assumed he was Eddie till I found out he was Ebenezer, which explained the “E.”!
You can go mad, fretting over the best title for your book. It seems stupid. It never held the world’s great writers back, so why should it bother me? Shakespeare called his plays “Hamlet” or “Othello”, he didn’t waste his time on fancy titles. Yet some modern authors go to the other extreme e.g. Mark Haddon’s “The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time” or Jeanette Winterson’s “Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit”. Do readers really care? Answers in a blog or email, please. Postcards are old hat.
Anyhow, I’ve already tried four different titles for my new enovel. It started out as “Living with Ellen”, then moved on to “Twitchy”. At the time of my last blog, a few days ago, it was “The Girl with the Haunting Smile.” Today, it’s “The Girl with the Julia Roberts Smile”. I’ve got a feeling I may stick with the latest version.