I think the reason I struggle so much with this aspect of creative writing is because I once read that an author should never waste a name. So, I slave over these names that are loaded with meaning, but they never really sound believable. I've discovered that this is one of the many reasons I prefer writing nonfiction, The names are already written for me. The story is finished. I just have to tell it in a meaningful way.
I'm not lazy, I'm just not as creative as everyone thinks I am.
Lately, I've been working to overcome my lame name affliction and my aversion to fiction. I am currently working on revising a story to submit to a contest. The original draft of the story had really great names that I felt comfortable with because they were based on real people. I don't want to get sued though, so in the process of revising I am also changing names.
The new names are not contrived. They are not pretentious. They are not sopping wet with meaning. The new names are believable and relatable. I don't love them, but I can live with them and that characters can live with them too.
As for me and my fake name, I am proud to say that I would rather put my real name on anything I publish. I don't need the pen name, so you probably won't be seeing it around anytime soon. Unless I publish something smutty . . .
Virginia Kirchner is less my pen name and more my alter ego. She's who I would like to be. The uber me. The me I am becoming. And she's not all that different from the me I already am.
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