Would You Change Your Name? by Rich Paschall When I finally come around to writing a short story for SERENDIPITY, I usually get stalled at the beginning when I need to decide on character names. It seems to me that… Read More ›
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MY BITTER ROOTS
I am named after an aunt I never met. In my version of Jewish family, you don’t name babies after living people. Only after those who have passed. This is not true in all Jewish families. It depends on where… Read More ›
MY BITTER ROOTS
I am named after an aunt I never met. In my style of Jewish family, you don’t name babies after living people. Only after those who have passed. This is not true in all Jewish families. It depends on where… Read More ›
BITTER ROOTS
I am named after an aunt I never met. In my style of Jewish family, you don’t name babies after living people. Only after those who have passed. This is not true in all Jewish families. It depends on where… Read More ›
WHAT’S IN A NAME? – Rich Paschall
Originally posted on SERENDIPITY – SEEKING INTELLIGENT LIFE ON EARTH:
Would You Change Your Name? by Rich Paschall When I finally come around to writing a short story for SERENDIPITY, I usually get stalled at the beginning when I need…
BITTER ROOTS
I am named after an aunt I never met. In my version of Jewish family, you don’t name babies after living people. Only after those who have passed. This is not true in all Jewish families. It depends on where… Read More ›
WHAT’S IN A NAME? – Rich Paschall
Would You Change Your Name? by Rich Paschall When I finally come around to writing a short story for SERENDIPITY, I usually get stalled at the beginning when I need to decide on character names. It seems to me that… Read More ›
WORDS ARE WEAPONS – Marilyn Armstrong
“Sticks and stones can break my bones, but names can never hurt me.” It’s an old childhood chant, a miserably inadequate defense against bullies and bigots when one is small and powerless. It was oft-repeated, not only by us,… Read More ›
EVERYBODY KNOWS OUR NAMEs, BUT WE’VE FORGOTTEN THEIRS – Marilyn Armstrong
Everybody Knows Your Name This is Uxbridge. I do not know everybody’s name and everybody does not know my name. But everybody knows my husband. Unfortunately, he doesn’t know their names, so he spends a lot of his time trying hard… Read More ›
NAMES HURT
“Sticks and stones can break my bones, but names can never hurt me.” It’s an old childhood chant, a miserably inadequate defense against bullies and bigots when one is small and powerless. It was oft-repeated, not only by we, the… Read More ›
MY NAME IS BITTER
I am named after an aunt I never met. In my version of a Jewish family, you don’t name babies after living people, only after those who have passed on. This is not true in all Jewish families. It depends… Read More ›
PLEASE! CALL ME SPIKE!
An entire lifetime has passed me by, yet no one calls me Spike. Tragic? Probably not. But still … how hard would it be? I don’t have a nickname. I don’t have a ‘fun’ “play” name. Not even a proper… Read More ›