Imaginary Friends

That I have eaten...no. Where was I? A red wheelbarrow? There are some great subjects that I've wanted to write brilliant, insightful posts about, but I just don't have the time or the will. Of course, if I had the will, I'd make the time. That was insightful. Anyway, given the choice of spending my few free hours writing blog posts or working on my book, I just have to choose the book. It's more fun. And it's freakin' awesome! Did I say that out loud? However, I've lined up an interview with another up-and-coming author. Look for it eventually, right here. Or up there. And thus concludes my self-righteous justification for not writing something better.

What's Charism? It's the original title of my work-in-progress. But what does it mean? It's a noun, meaning a God-given gift, basically. Pretty harmless, right? It seemed like such a perfect title for the book—since there are too many books called "Gifted" already. Problem is, it means something more specific to the only people who actually use it. Just Google Charism and see what comes up. And my book has nothing to do with religious orders. So why go back to it? Because I'm too stupid to think of a better one. Anyone remember The Qualia of Magic ? Yeah, that was before I removed all instances of the word "magic" from the book and realized that one silly bit of advice I'd read was right:  don't use Latin words in your title. (Charism is Greek in origin—through Latin. Dang! I could call it Kharis , going all the way back to the Greek root word, which means "favor.") At any rate, I can't for the life of me think of a title