When I started this blog I made a conscious decision not to use names, for the sake of anonymity. As it turns out no amount of cajoling or begging will persuade anyone I know to read it, but I still like the thought that I can be rude about people without fear of repercussions.
Still, as much as I rationalize I’m finding it quite unwieldy having to introduce everyone by their role in the story, rather than by name. So I have come up with the ingenious ideas of using aliases. Wow – brilliant, right? I bet the publishing industry wishes it had thought of that.
I have decided that the two boys will henceforth be known as Sunny Jim (the 16-year old) and Hoss (the 13-year old). Those are the two nicknames which, inexplicably, my father gave to my two brothers when we were growing up. My daughter will be known as Roxy because it’s a name that is dear to her heart; when she was about 8 she was frustrated that her given name was too unusual and none of her classmates ever had the same name. Roxanne, apparently, presented itself as a simpler, more conventional alternative.
I hope I remember to use them next time I’m writing about the children. It could go sideways – realistically, I find it hard enough to keep track of their real names, without having to cope with three more.