One of the best things about being a writer is you can give your characters all those ghastly names you love, yet couldn’t name your own children on account of that you don’t live in Hollywood or a trailer park.
submissions currently on editor’s desks: 3
rejections this year: 2
novel progress: 151,754 words but the end is not yet in sight
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“Hippolyta Godel”
precisely!
‘Titsiana Booberini’
I always like the fake name the Great Gilly Hopkins used in the book of the same name: Hepezibah Flurge.
My sister actually knew a girl called Hepezibah
Ugh.
My sister taught girls named Morning Glory and Amazing Grace; we also went to school with girls named Princess and Queenie and I taught girls named Fata (farter), Neval (Neville) and boys named Adil (a dill), Anil (help me god) and Fadi (fartee)…
The former are all Filipino girls, Fata was a Samoan (and 6 foot and built – no-one picked on her for her name), and the rest Arab kids.
I worked with a Pakistani computer guy called Eggbert Alberquerque
*hands trophy to Cat*
Awesome. Lol.
It never ends. You get that, right?
Alas, I have no great names.
well, obviously there aren’t enough weirdoes in your life, K
Well, I know you. And quality trumps quantity every time … *g*
correct!
Yes, I happily concede to the mistress.
*hands consolation prize (voucher for Paddle Pop) to karenmiller*
that rejection pile is looking a little lean — wanna send me a story or two so I can top it up? 😉
I’ll bet you’ve written me a rejection already. You’ve left the story name blank so you can fill it in when I send it…
it’s called efficiency 😉
hey, why don’t you send the rejection now and I’ll fill in the name when I get round to writing another story?
Dear,
Many thanks for sending me/us your story,.
I/We are unable to use it at.
Kind regards
Russell
awesome
it wouldn’t let me use the pointy brackets… that certainly improves my average response time, responding before the story has even been written.
As long as you don’t give them rats tails or mullets. *Shudders* You’ve never known a trailer park till you’ve lived in western Sydney!
why, I was in a trailer park only a couple of days ago. My friend was checking out places to live. And no, I’m not kidding!!!
Yeah, I sympathise. It really has become that bad in the capital cities. it’s why I’m in the wilds of Mount Gambier, South Oz, instead of in Perth where I belong,(sniff).
And my mother swore she once knew a girl called Rosie Bottom.
ROSIE BOTTOM!!!
I remember some gems from my time working for government departments, particularly prisons, but I suspect I’d be breaking some law if I mentioned them.
When I lived in Japan I was friends with a girl called “Mi” (me). When we were introduced she pointed to herself and said “”Me”. I said, “Yes, hello. Whats your name?” She pointed at herself again and said, “Me”. It was a bit like the old skit “Whos on first?”
I remember when you went to Japan!!!