I need a title for a new manuscript. (It's a thing. I can't start without a title, even if it ultimately changes.)
It's a baseball story-- I was thinking Long Gone.
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I need a title for a new manuscript. (It's a thing. I can't start without a title, even if it ultimately changes.)
It's a baseball story-- I was thinking Long Gone.
"Can of Corn"!
No?
"Can of Corn"!
::SNORT::
Right. I'd love trying to explain that one to non-cultists. *g*
I played around with any number of pitching references but discovered that they've been co-opted by a Dorch author who has terrible covers and even worse character names. (Brek Stryker-- and of course he's a pitcher. Kason Rhodes. Risk Kincaid. Jacy Grayson. And the team name is the Rogues. No shit.)
What the hell is UP with those covers? Is it just me, or do they look a) cheap and b) unprofessional?
What the hell is UP with those covers?
That's Dorchester for you. I am SO OVER cartoon covers, I can't even tell you.
I'd love trying to explain that one to non-cultists.
I suppose Meatball Man, Circus Catch, and Toeing the Mendoza Line are right out then. ::sighs::
Seriously, I have no good ideas. Yet. Let me think on it.
And can you imagine the reaction that "Toeing the Rubber" would get? ::snerk::
Hee.
I want to say something about "Opening Day," but ... no. It's almost as good as the bowling book Kate and I wanted to title "Up Her Alley". ::nods::
Well, it's like the cover for that Strike Zone book-- he looks like he's pitching right at her crotch and I'm sorry, if there's anything less sexy I can think of than having a 98mph fastball hurled at my hooha.
YOWCH.
That cover and the title combined is uncomfortably reminiscent of the Labia Dress, if you ask me.
"Right here, baby! Come on, gimme what you got!"
"Put it right in the pocket, baby-- uh-huh... that's the way!"