tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755502616289652010.post4651699944413655485..comments2024-03-07T04:13:36.330-06:00Comments on The Storyteller's Inkpot: What's in a Name?Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755502616289652010.post-1882112895698890042010-04-07T08:25:03.929-05:002010-04-07T08:25:03.929-05:00I think of Mary L. as the title queen. I totally s...I think of Mary L. as the title queen. I totally suck at titles, and agonize over them at the last minute--so be warned, don't ever ask me for one. In fact I may be asking you all for a title in the near future. <br /><br />Yay, Marsha for your novel!Lisa Jahn-Cloughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01167850118852016249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755502616289652010.post-24322539927839813382010-04-06T20:00:43.626-05:002010-04-06T20:00:43.626-05:00Love hearing about your novel, Marsha, and can'...Love hearing about your novel, Marsha, and can't wait to read it.Claire Rudolf Murphyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11520445613916601377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755502616289652010.post-23263068545527799402010-04-06T19:39:04.476-05:002010-04-06T19:39:04.476-05:00At the res last summer, in one our workshops (was ...At the res last summer, in one our workshops (was it Kelly's? or Mary L?)we were encouraged to play with titles. The title I came up with that day is not one I'm considering using, but it really helped me crystallize the essence of the book. Once I had that in mind, so much became clear about my character and her ultimate growth that I was able to figure out where the story needed to go. Yep, it was all in that title.Debra McArthurhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10587430032638512594noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755502616289652010.post-31730862666560567282010-04-06T11:43:46.872-05:002010-04-06T11:43:46.872-05:00I thought I had a title for Stoner2, but decided t...I thought I had a title for Stoner2, but decided to keep it under my fedora, also. I've been asking around for possible titles and made up a thousand to no avail. Maybe secrecy is the way to go. (Not easy for a blabbermouth like me.)<br /><br />But, frankly, the more time I spend away from it, the more it starts to smell like Marsha's compost heap. Shucks.Ron Koertgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05007470685805649302noreply@blogger.com