My Life in Titles

What Falls Away, How Stella Got Her Groove Back. These are titles to movies and books that caught my eye. Don't think of the plots or story lines of those books because I am not even going there. This is personal. I'm making this post about how a title grabs you because it's clever, interesting AND somehow applies your own self. For some reason I read more Sunday newspaper book reviews than I read of the actual books reviewed in the paper, and on the bestseller list. Don't get me wrong, I love to read, I just don't read as many books as I read about books. Occasionally as I do this I have come across titles that just resonate - but I haven't read the book, so I adopt them in my own silly mind. I have written before of the title 'How Stella Got Her Grove Back' because all those years ago, I was immediately stuck by the notion that my groove was [also] gone, or rather misplaced, and I knew that like Stella, I needed to find it and get it back. Of course, Stella's grove and mine represent different aspects of our lives, but the need to get back in the flow - on your game - recapturing a 'Joie de Vivre' - whatever you want to call it - I needed it. "What Falls Away" is another post for another day.

It took awhile, but I found it and I now say, "Welcome home groove." I've missed you. Grow old along with me, the best is yet to be.*
On a side note, my memoir might be titled, "She Came Late (and Left Early)."

~?~So I ask you, Dear Reader(s), because I'm curious, have you ever read a title and thought - "Well, why didn't I think of that for my autobiography!?" If so, would you like to share about it a little? I would love to hear your titles.

A Smile & A Warning

I Cake Wrecks. Do you know a monkey couple? Lucky.
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'A Warning' sounds so stern did I get your attention? This is really just a reminder because I've had some new readers lately. I began this blog as part of my writing exercises (called the morning pages) from the book The Artist's Way. That is why my writing here is often very self-reflective and journal-ish. I recently read that there is nothing more "irritating than a woman who's getting her groove back." That's me - getting my groove back and being irritating to many, and hopefully endearing to a few, you know who you are *wink*. I knew when I read the title to the book "How Stella Got Her Groove Back" many years ago, that a light bulb went on in me. I knew that is what I finally had to do, though not by going on a trip to Jamaica and by canoodling with a fine young man. My groove is different. This blog journal is part of that.