It’s freaking hard to re-title a project. For the last two or so years, the book I’ve been working on has been called Flame. It’s the title we pitched it as, the title I told my friends and family about, the title I placed on the top of the Pinterest board of imagery for when I got blocked. The book is about burn victims and young love, and so it made sense, but it was always a working title. In the back of my mind, I always wanted something else.
Well, after about a million emails with my editor and agent, after some creative brainstorming with friends and family, after just about tearing my hair out while staring at the blank Word doc, I found a title just a couple of months ago, and I couldn’t be happier.
Flame is now …
The Last Time We Were Us
Beyond burning/love, the book is really about nostalgia, about getting to a place you’d thought you lost and how wonderful it is when you can, indeed, go home again. It’s about how two people, over the course of a friendship and relationship, change so many times, and how that can be both good and bad. The title is long and nearly impossible to shorten, but I’m pretty happy with it.
So from now on I’ll be talking about The Last Time We Were Us (TLTWWU). Dear goodness, I need a shorter slug.
P.S. In case you forgot, TLTWWU comes out in about a year. Can’t wait!
