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July 31, 2006

Maybe I should have gone to law school

When I was ten I declared I was going to attend Harvard Law School.
I didn't, but I sent my character, Natalie, there in my first novel.

Now I find myself working on book #2 and looking up legal definitions for conservatorship and reading case excerpts related to religious freedom.

I have friends who attended law school. Some practice, and some don't.
So maybe I have the best of both worlds. I get to read all the law I want, but I didn't have to give up three years to study it or take the bar or pay back student loans for law school.

I'll remember that the next time I'm researching obscure cases and thinking that I should have gone to law school. Besides, lawyers, like doctors, are always getting hit up by friends and family for free advice, whereas writers? Not so much.

July 25, 2006

Titles--Got Any I Can Have?

The last thing I do to stories or books is title them. I usually give them a placeholder title until I am done, something simple that will remind me what the story is about. When it comes time to name the baby, however, I almost always think, "Damn. What am I going to call this thing?"

Titling is hard for me. I tend to come up with cute, clever titles that are too cute and clever and must be chucked.

So you would think I might not be surprised when my editor informed me that there was some reservation about my novel's title THE WORLD V. NATALIE GOLDBERG.

Surprised? No. Upset? Hell, yes!

It took me I don't know how long to invent that title and it has grown on me. To me, it connotes successfully that the protagonist is a lawyer, and that she feels the world is prosecuting her. It gives you her name and it seems a bit bold. More daring than I tend to be in titles.

A few individuals at the publishing company think people might find the "v" confusing, inasmuch as they won't understand that it refers to law cases. As my roommate Amy said, "You don't want stupid people reading your book, do you?" Buying, sure. Reading, no. Ha. Hmm.

So, what do you think? Confusing? Too many words?
Have any alternatives? I have entertained a few but none are as good as the original I fear.

So: the story is set in Georgia. It follows a very new-to-her-job prosecuting attorney who has fled Manhattan to find herself a conspicuous outsider in a pro-death penalty place assisting on her first murder trial. Her life is upside down. What would you call it? Oh, and her name is Natalie, in case that was less than obvious.

Any intrepid soul who sends me a title I adore will get an undetermined prize of my choosing. How is that for incentive?

July 10, 2006

They Love Me in Natick!

Some time ago I submitted a story, "The Lost Boy of Passadumkeag," to the Natick Center for Fine Art's fiction contest. And I won! Along with six other folks from the MA area. As a result anytime the name Natick comes up in conversation I interject, "They love me in Natick!"

While they didn't give me any cash, I was allowed to read before a public audience along with my fellow winners.
That was fun, except for the crazy lady who approached me at the end of the event and told me she objected to my use of first-person narrative. She found it "confusing." Uh-huh.

Anyway, here is a copy of the story, along with the other winning tales, which, if you believe my mother, stink when compared to my opus. That's my Mom: ready to malign others to make me feel even better about myself.
Read the story! Go here