Okay, It’s a self-imposed one. However, now that I’m feeling snowball pick up speed (and snow) on the writing, I figured it’s time to set some goals. Well, really just the one. I’m mulling a production schedule and I have some ideas, but I’m nowhere near ready to share those. I may never be.
But, I will publish the current book I’m writing by September 30th.
The other thing I’m considering (as always) is changing the title. None of my working titles have survived, but I do like having one. I don’t always start with one, but one emerges in the early goings. This usually is a result of some turn of phrase triggering a song connection. In the case of Everything is Broken, the working title was Heaven Ain’t Bad. It was triggered by some dialogue between Fuzzy and Sample (I leave it at that as to spare people the spoilers). I made a connection to the Townes Van Zandt song “You Are Not Needed Now”, and that was enough to give me a working title I was happy with. Then I wrote the scene with the little boy and his mama and the broken seashells, which my son later identified as the theme of the book (!)… I made a connection with the Bob Dylan song “Everything is Broken.” (I am a huge Bob Dylan fan for those of you who do not know me in person).
North Country Girl was originally “Girl of the North Country”, which of course is a more obvious and famous Dylan tune. I grew tired of the more obvious nod, plus it was more words to fit on the cover, so I settled on North Country Girl, which I think sounds better anyway.
The current book, as loyal readers may recall, has the working title God’s Golden Shore. Again, this was triggered by some dialogue. This time between Fuzzy and a local mob Don, which recalled lyrics to the Traditional folk song “Man of Constant Sorrow”. But, sigh, I had a book signing a couple of weeks ago, and I was paired with a couple of authors, who wrote faith-based memoirs. I admit to a little blushing standing beside them with my somewhat racy covers (and books a little on the saucy side). It dawned on me that a book titled God’s Golden Shore would fit nicely with my fellow authors’ stacks at the book signing. Eh, maybe not such a good idea.
So… I’m leaning towards Dyin’ Southpaw’s Blues. It would probably be the closest to a “genre appropriate” title I’ve managed. Sorry, I’m not a fan of “The Case of…” or “Murder at…” type titles. At any rate, I’m almost certain God’s Golden Shore becomes Dyin’ Southpaw’s Blues, but no guarantee that Dyin’ survives. And yes, it is a nod to Georgia bluesman Blind Willie McTell’s Dyin’ Crapshooter’s Blues.
What d’ya think?