What’s in a name?

Should fictional characters look and act like their names?  Do  people’s actions create opinions about their names? Or do the names make the person?

When I was in grade school, I had two friends, Beverly and Virginia.  One was tall and slim with long silky dark hair and the other was shorter and stockier with curly short hair and a more boisterous disposition.  To this day, I think their parents should have swapped names because Virginia fit the tall friend better than Beverly and Beverly fit the short friend better than Virginia.  Why did I think that?  Was it based on other Virginia’s and Beverly’s I had met or fictional characters I had read about?

If you watch The Office television show on NBC, one of the main foils in the show is Dwight Schrute.  I don’t think I’ve ever known a Dwight, not closely enough to remember anyway.  The image I get in my head is of Dwight D. Eisenhower, a balding white-haired military man and President.  You couldn’t pay me to name any son of mine Dwight.  Sorry, that’s just the way it is.  So for the show The Office, Dwight is aptly named.

My sister was given a name in the 60’s that was then considered rather lovely, although very hard to spell.  Today “Sylvia” is considered an old lady’s name and very unpopular.  Even though I grew up with her and called her Sylvia all my life (well not totally true–we adopted a derivative nickname for her early on), she doesn’t seem like a Sylvia.  (Of course, she’d probably say that I don’t seem like a “Claire” and she’d be right since it is a pen name afterall.)

So what does all this mean in fiction?  If we have a free-spirited character, should we name her Daphne and not Gilda?  What if the reason she is so free spirited is because her name was Gilda and she rebelled against the stereotype?  In my mother’s day, Gilda was a hot name, perhaps because of the movie of the same name that starred Rita Hayworth, the sex bomb of the time, in a femme fatale role.  My generation is more likely to think of Gilda Radner, the very talented comedienne of SNL fame in the 70’s.  I have no idea what the generation after mine thinks of that name.

As a writer, how do we choose our character’s names?  Do we envision what their parents must have been like and therefore what name they would have chosen?  Or do we pick a currently popular or personal favorite name for our protagonist?   To be honest, I never thought that much about it.  A name popped into my head and I ran with it.  I resigned myself to the randomness of the choice and decided that perhaps there was something otherworldly, as if the character herself or himself had drawn me close and whispered it in my ear.  I could no more dispute and change it than I could my own name.

So it’s always a little amusing to me when people who read my stories tell me they don’t like the name.  My husband had an issue with the name “Guy” that I plucked out of the air for a flash fiction story.  My writing partner didn’t like “Gayle” so I renamed my character “Gwen” because it had to be a hard “G” name.  “Why a G?” she asked.  I couldn’t tell her.  I had no rational explanation other than that’s how it was.  Maybe names beginning with a hard G sound bother everyone but me?  I may switch it back to Gayle or I may leave it Gwen.  I still think the character is Gayle in my head but she’s told me she doesn’t mind using a pen name while I’m fleshing out her world, fixing plot flaws, bad grammar and punctuation mistakes.  Good woman, Gayle, er I mean Gwen.

My Inauguration into the Cruel World of Publishing

Wah. Through an interesting series of events, I had an opportunity to re-query an agent I had originally queried many moons ago when I had no idea what I was doing. Knock me over with a feather I got my first request for a partial a week and half ago.

Today, she sent me a short but sweet rejection. So I thought I’d preserve for posterity what will probably be the first of many.

Welcome to the cruel world of publishing where rejection rules with a fickle and merciless fist. But every so often a ray of sunshine pierces the pall of hopelessness. If you need me I’ll be in my trailer working on my solar panels. (Did that even make sense? Yeah, didn’t think so. Ix-nay on-yay e-thay urple-pay ose-pray)

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Dear Auburn Assassin,

Thank you for the opportunity to read a portion of your manuscript, THE FOOL’S BET. I enjoyed your humorous pitch for this novel, and looked forward to seeing more; I wish I were now writing with better news.

Unfortunately, I just didn’t fall in love with the writing style as I’d hoped. This is subjective, of course, and another agent may feel differently. While I must pass, I do wish you the very best of luck and success in your ongoing writing and publishing pursuits.

Sincerely,
Awesome Agent

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From: AWESOME AGENT THAT I REALLY WANTED
Subject: Re: Fwd: Important AAR Alert: Electronic Rights Agreement Checklist & QUERY
To: AUBURN ASSASSIN
Date: Friday, July 24, 2009, 1:07 PM

HI Aub,

Yes, you are right – I’m sure that is how those notices have come your way. Sometimes I am quicker with the trigger finger than my eyes can keep up with. I VERY much appreciate your calling this to my attention and I’m delighted to have the opportunity to request a sample of your manuscript. Feel free to send as an attachment via email (I trust your judgment as to a good break point) and would you please cc my assistant: awesomeagentsasst@awesomeagency.com? I look forward to reading The Fool’s Bet.

Best,
Awesome Agent

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On Fri, Jul 24, 2009 at 3:55 PM, AUBURNASSASSIN wrote:
Awesome Agent,

I’ve received a couple of emails from you including the one below but I think you might have me on a distribution list by mistake because I have the same first name (Auburn) as one of your other agents at Awesome Agency. You would have only had my email address because I queried you late last year. As much as I’d like to believe that your emails kept mysteriously showing up in my inbox because I was supposed to re-query you, I know that a much more logical explanation is at play.

But karma is a strange thing and never let it be said that I wasn’t listening for opportunity’s knock. Here’s my query per your website’s guidelines:
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Roundhouse kicking your aerobics instructor and flirting with the gay basement troll who catches her are probably not the most orthodox means of tackling New Years’ Resolutions. Chelsea’s goals are much more pedestrian in origin — exercise more and end her two year mourning period for her late husband.

After her narrowly averted classroom coup, Chelsea is ready to retreat to her cocoon again. But the handsome man in the Star Trek t-shirt who may not be gay after all is intent on teasing her and drawing her out. A light-hearted, no strings attached friendship between Chelsea and LA actor Zach is born.

Zach is one of those guys who only has to slow down and allow himself to be caught when he gets an itch of the female persuasion. He’s spoiled rotten and Chelsea leverages her seven-year age advantage and 16 years of marriage to lecture him on his laissez faire ways. She jokingly bets Zach that one day some woman is going to turn him into the biggest lovesick fool ever and he won’t even see it coming.

When Zach begins a romantic relationship with a co-star, Chelsea is forced to reassess her own heart’s desire which in turn puts Zach’s ‘go with the flow’ attitude to the test. If he’s not willing to fight to keep her in his life, then she’s not going to fight to stay there.

The Fool’s Bet is a romantic comedy complete at 81,000 words.

Thank you for your consideration.