A few weeks ago I wrote about having title angst, which is a 100% legitimate psychological disorder in which a writer agonizes over what they should call their book. You wouldn’t think anyone could expend that much mental energy thinking about a handful of words (at most), but there you go.
My old title angst has now morphed into an even more exciting strain of title angst. See, I have a new title, and I like it, but I feel like it could be even better if I added the word ‘the’ in front of it. Or maybe ‘a’. I go back and forth every few hours.
But before I talk about that, let’s formally delete the title Castor from existence:
Ahhh.That was oddly satisfying.
So, new title! It’s Clarion Call, or I guess CLARION CALL if we’re going with that all-caps thing. Only I think it might work better as The Clarion Call…except between the hours of 1 and 5 o’ clock, during which I convince myself that A Clarion Call is the way to go.
Of course, there’s a very good chance I’ll have to change the title at some point if it gets picked up by a publisher (fingers crossed, knock on wood etc.), but still. It’s the title for my book. You see why the angst is warranted, I’m sure.
Oh, and in other news, I’m going to be hopping aboard the query-go-round very shortly. This is my first time doing it, but I’ve been told to expect nothing but clear sailing and instant, pain-free success. That is how it works, right?