Titles. Did you see "Titles That Didn't Smell as Sweet" in the New York Times today? I wish it had stuck with book titles, but the issue is similar with movies. My novel has been through several titles and I don't even have an agent yet. I'm writing a second book and I've given it a placeholder title that doesn't really mean anything until I finish a draft and have a sense of what it's really about and what I want to emphasize in revisions. Story titles work the same way. I've had some problematic stories that I didn't feel good about until a new title crystalized the story's meaning for me. Do painters have this problem?
The Coup. I've been president of an organization for the past three years (not counting the year I spent as chairman of the group exploring creation of the organization of which I then became president). Until yesterday, when a new president took over. Not exactly a coup--when I wrote the by-laws three years ago I anticipated difficulty in finding a replacement for myself, so I included term limits that I hoped would persuade the Board that I was serious when I announced my intention to step down. It was immensely satisfying to recruit new people to the Board and to know almost a year ago that I'd found a successor. So as of today, I am "Immediate Past President," a title with which I am quite comfortable.
Packing. Didn't I just get back from Sewanee? I leave on Tuesday for Bread Loaf--a bit longer of a drive than it was to Tennessee so I'm allowing myself an overnight in Middlebury, VT before arrival at Bread Loaf on Wednesday--so tomorrow is going to be occupied almost entirely with departure preparations. Didn't I just get back?