Titles: Make them catchy; make them smart.

So, as you know from my previous post, I’m writing a short story set between Entertaining Angels and Entertaining Angels book two. What you don’t know is the title. Well, me either, so I’m in good company!

Titles can be the hardest thing for me to come up, but sometimes, it’s also easy. Entertaining Angels came easily. Read Me Dead didn’t. Piercing Through the Darkness came easy, as well. Entertaining Angels short story – no, not easy. Entertaining Angels book two, may as well be titled book two! I can’t think of anything!

And everyone LOVES Read Me Dead’s title. Yeah. It’s a great title, but I spent AGES wracking my brain trying to think of the best title that would work. It had at least ten different titles before Read Me Dead happened.

But, it’s important to get the right title. I’ve been thinking about this a lot as I’m trying to come up with some titles for my books. (Well, I usually spend a lot of time thinking about these things when I don’t have a titled story or book.) Point is, a title needs to be super catchy. Because really, the first two things that people are going to notice is the title and the cover. From there, they will read the synopsis and decide whether to buy or not.

So, you need something good when coming up with a title, and I’m trying to keep that in mind as I title my short story and book two. I have a few ideas for the short story, but I’m still thinking on them.

**Update** I have thought of a title for the short story since I wrote this yesterday. It’s “Before We Say ‘I Do.” And I’m also in search of beta readers. So if you loved Entertaining Angels and you like to beta read, message me!

Anyway, that’s just a small little update of mine. Any ideas from you guys on what makes a good title? Sound off in the comments! I’d love to hear them.

 

Sneak Peek! Inside the Entertaining Angels Upcoming Short Story!

What? You mean to say that I’m writing a short story about Entertaining Angels? That is correct! When did I decide this? When I couldn’t seem to focus on the other books I was writing. :)

I needed a distraction. I had already started this, but it was going to be the prologue of book two. (Yes, there will be an Entertaining Angels Book Two!) Then, I thought, well, it would work better if it WASN’T a prologue because it really didn’t have anything to do with the novel in and of itself, so what do I do then? I make it into a short story. So far, it’s a little over 8,000 words long. I forsee it being closer to 9,000 when I’m finished with it. Maybe a little longer.

The focus is on Chase and Mads, so if you haven’t read Entertaining Angels yet, you need to do so. (You can purchase it through Amazon and Barnes and Noble.) Because if you don’t, the short story might ruin the ending of it. So, scurry off to read it now! ;) Just kidding! Read at your own risk, though.

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Although a big part of this is about Chase and Mads, there’s really a big focus on Chase and an issue that he must first overcome before – well – before I can thoroughly end this story!

Now, remember, this is unedited, but I couldn’t wait to share!

Here is the beginning of my new (currently untitled) short story!

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Zach

The Mississippi Heat bore down on my body as I stared at the church that I’d led Madison to a few years ago. Even as an angel, I had missed being around her and Chase. They had become an important part of my life, and I would never forget them. Just like I would never forget a single human that I had helped reach their greater potential. Unfortunately, I hadn’t been able to keep up with Chase and Madison like I’d wanted. I was busy with my other jobs, but I’d been granted the day off – well, sort of. I smiled, elated that the day had finally come.

“Zach!”

That voice caused my heart to swell with pure happiness. Madison. I turned around and faced the beautiful woman behind me. She was dressed in a dazzling white dress that hugged every curve that she had always loathed. She’d lost some weight, but I knew that it wasn’t because she thought it would help her feel more beautiful. She was now doing it for a healthier lifestyle.

“You look amazing, Madison.”

Her curls bounced as she ran towards me. She flung her arms around my neck, and I picked up her, spinning her around. She laughed, and I could tell the difference that just one year made in her life, a year of serving God and achieving her true happiness.

“What are you doing here?” she asked, her laughter still ringing through the air.

“I heard the big news. Seems like someone sent up an invite.” I smiled at her, and her eyes widened.