New Name
I was driving to work yesterday when, from out of the blue, a name popped right into my head. Boom.
Emil Dogsworth.
I can't explain why that name arrived. That it arrived is all that's important. The name came to me fully formed and whole.
Emil Dogsworth.
I know I'm supposed to do something with it. That I'm sure about. Emil Dogsworth. The name sounds sophisticated, continental, very cosmopolitan. Is he a character in my first novel? My nom-de-plume? Am I to become Emil? Or was it merely some subconscious claptrap breaking through, perhaps inspired by my Picture of the Week? I've googled the name and searched IMDB. I know the name is mine, mine to use how I see fit.
And I'm ready.
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It's probably too late to name your next born son Emil Dogsworth White.
Yes. It became too late on September 4, 1997 at 10 AM.
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