We look (and judge) at the cover of a book and already form our own assumptions on what the book is about based on the title.
I need a title! I've been wracking my brain for the past few days because I thought I was "done," with my title. As I continue to look over it and keep adding to it......the more the title no longer "fits."
"Beliefs of the Brokenhearted" was my first title....and then I put so much more anger about Preeclampsia that I changed it to, "Preeclampsia can SUCK it." And then I kept writing and eventually, I realized that I was "stuck in a forest" of all these feelings of hurt, anger, fear and so the title became, "My Postpartum Forest."
And now I just wrote a poem, my 44th in this mismash memoir....and it's called "beliefs of the brokenhearted." And so now we're back to the beginning....except I haven't quite settled on it.
Ironically, picking out titles came easy for me. It was one of the first things that I write down. What about you, my friend? How's your work coming along? Have you picked and settled on a title?
I drink too much coffee, read too many books, and in between raising miracle babies, I find time to write.