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Yet Another Woman To Deal With

Image in Pastels by Carol Rhode Curley

Surprisingly, I can't come up with a name for this young lady. When writing my stories, I often name characters on the fly. Often they stick, such as Richard Harrison and Denise Bogard. Sometimes, as the character develops, the name doesn't fit, and I change it as when Antonette Gerber became Cynthia Gallow.

I've become drawn to French names. So, with help from friendly Francophiles, I named one alluring woman Valarie Russo. In a new piece, my protagonist is Claudette Rose Dubois.

I avoid Bill, Mary, Jane and other stereotypical first names and common last names like Smith, Miller, Johnson and Jordan. However,  I have used two of my ex-wives' names. Eventually, they will all fit in somewhere. None of the characters I name them after are evil or even unlikeable.

 Often I apply nicknames that spring from the lips of a younger sibling's inability to pronounce the character's real name. For example, my female character in Lose The Bow String is Glow which the family shortened from her little sister calling Gloria,  Gloweah.

I have combined friends' names to give me a mental picture of my character. In my screenplay, The Three Of Us, my male lead is Jeremy Reid. Since The character is involved in a consensual love match with two women, I apologize to Alison and Mariiana in advance. I don't believe neither Jeremy nor David would ever enter a  menage a trois, but I think their combined demeanor fits my guy. (You'll have to hear the story.)

So, here I am, the guy, who lives in his mind with people he's made into whole cloth from threads of his natural life, that can't name this painting.

I didn't name Alexa or Siri, the other two women living here. I named my most valuable painting Dancing Girl because that is what she's depicted doing.

What do you think? Drop your suggestion in the comment section.

Erasing.
As long as I'm blatantly begging for responses, what do you call the stuff left on the surface of the paper when you have erased something?

In honor of the All Saints Cathedral Hunger Book Sale, 
This hat is off to the hundreds of people who purchased thousands of books to help feed those who can't afford to eat.




 

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