Just when I was swingin’ into revisions, I got word from NYC that Zarr Book Three was not going to work as a title (nor was the working title I’d slapped on there, which I was never excited about). I knew I was going to need something much, much better but I didn’t know I’d get a call yesterday saying I needed one by today.  Wheeee! After 20 hours and about 75 emails and the help of a dozen wonderful writer and non-writer friends, we have a title. I can’t tell you what it is yet! Because it could still change and I don’t want you to get too attached. I will, for your amusement, reveal some of the rejects:

The Good Samara, Home on the Strange, Home Is Where the Hurt Is, The Dry Cruelty of Sand, Too Hot For Home, Glow in the Dark, A Clue in the Clouds, Summer of Sam, Story of Another Girl, Tale of a Female, Harry Potter and the Lazarus Girl, and Twilight: The Inside Story. (Edited to add a couple that came via Facebook: Return to Witch Mountain, and How to Fix a Bicycle Using Only a Small Nail and an Indefatigable Spirit.)

Some titles come easy. Some not so much. Sometimes I feel like if I could come up with the perfect title, I wouldn’t have to write the book. Speaking of a title that came easy, I read on Varian Johnson’s blog this morning that Sweethearts made the Texas Library Association’s high school reading list, along with his My Life as a Rhombus and a bunch other other wonderful books. Hooray!

Okay, seriously, I have injured my brain over this title thing. It literally hurts, right there on the left side where the title-thinking-up-cortex lives, and I’m getting back in bed.