So, two nights ago, I was struggling to fall asleep. What typically happens when I’m tossing and turning in bed is I begin thinking about writing. During that period of time, I decided to find a name for my WIP. For a couple minutes, I threw around ideas and thought about the essence of my book.
Suddenly, a name popped into my mind. Then the names for the following two books in the trilogy cascaded into existence. I played around with them until they were perfect. Soon, they stuck in my mind like super glue.
A huge smile exploded on my face. I wanted to tell the world because of the joy of finding the name of something so precious to me, something that gives my life meaning. It’s bound to me.
I’m thrilled that it’s no longer called my WIP or the book I’m writing, but it’s called . . .
Sorry, guys, I’m not releasing it out or the last two book’s names quite yet. I’ll leave you in intense suspense. Now, you all must comment telling me to kick my butt into gear to bring my book “. . .” into reality.
Do it! I dare you.
Anyway, how did you find the name of your book(s), short stories, or even your dog’s name? Was it in the thick of the night? On your drive home from work? Or while you were writing?