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Stylus Excalibur C'mon, that says it all, doesn't it ? Or is it like school essays where the writer rambles about how the parents are pains in the neck and why can't they be cool like the grandparents who are in their second mid life crises which any teen can relate to.. And summarily end the essay with how pay is related to quality. The title of the essay.(Well can't blame the teachers for trying to get recognition any way they can!). [ April 21, 2004: Message edited by: HS Thomas ]
The title of a book is not necessarily a guide to what the book is about at all; the title of a book is a marketing ploy to make you pick it up. I'm not talking about computer books, so much (although it happens there, too) but about mass-market stuff. The working title is what the writer puts down on the first page, before he's read the book. Believe it or not, writers don't have a whole book in their head before they sit down to write. Quite frequently, they make it up as they go along! The final title is what he, and marketing execs, cook up to sell the completed work, after they've had a look at it.
Up The Down Escalator All Gods Children Need Travelling Shoes The Horse Whisperer The first two titles are perhaps as you say chosen by marketing guys. The last one is perhaps the working title which made it.
The most common experience that runs across the books I have written has something to so with the idea of working titles. Usually I learn what it is I really wanted to say only by writing what, in retrospect, I thought I wanted to say. In my early days of programming I thought was bringing that same trait to technical work as a matter of habit and idiosyncracy. Artsy-fartsy, touchy-feely me trying to insert creative angst into the land of specifications and deliverables and project management processes. Then I came across The Mythical Man-Month and this phrase, or something like it: "Plan one to throw away." The lessons that Brooks learned and explained were different, but the end result was the same: in large systems development projects, you end up "building one" just to figure out what the hell you're doing. Then you can concentrate on what you really wanted to build, or in my case, say. So that's the refined dodge for answering the question. The naked truth is, writers can't commit. Somebody needs to talk to Max about leaving our writerly guts on the floor like that, though. Tsk, tsk, Max. You'll never earn your beret if you kiss-and-tell. [ April 21, 2004: Message edited by: Michael Ernest ]
Make visible what, without you, might perhaps never have been seen. - Robert Bresson
Select a workin title : Mother Superior was on her way to late morning prayers, when she passed two novices just leaving early morning prayers, on their way to classes. As she passed the young ladies, Mother Superior said, "Good morning ladies." The novices replied, "Good morning, Mother Superior, may God be with you." But after they had passed, Mother Superior heard one say to the other, "I think she got out of the wrong side of the bed this morning." This startled Mother Superior, but she chose not to pursue the issue. A little further down the hall, Mother Superior passed two of the Sisters who had been teaching at the convent for several years. She greeted them with, "Good morning Sister Martha, Sister Jessica, may God give you wisdom for our students today." "Good morning, Mother Superior. Thank you, and may God be with you." But again, after passing, Mother Superior overheard, "She got out of the wrong side of bed today." Baffled, she started to wonder if she had spoken harshly, or with an irritated look on her face. She vowed to be more pleasant. Looking down the hall, Mother Superior saw retired Sister Mary approaching, step by step, with her walker. As Sister Mary was rather deaf, Mother Superior had plenty of time to arrange a pleasant smile on her face, before greeting Sister Mary. "Good morning, Sister Mary. I'm so happy to see you up and about. I pray God watches over you today, and grants you a wonderful day." "Ah, Good morning, Mother Superior, and thank you. I see you got upon the wrong side of bed this morning." Mother Superior was floored! "Sister Mary, what have I done wrong? I have tried to be pleasant, but three times already today, people have said that about me." Sister Mary stopped her walker, and looked Mother Superior in the face. "Oh, don't take it personal, Mother Superior. It's just that you're wearing Father Murphy's slippers. And a title from the marketing guys.... [ April 22, 2004: Message edited by: Helen Thomas ]