Those pesky one-liners that are clever subtitles on book covers have become the bane of my existence! Take my entire book and write just one sentence about it—are you kidding me?! I can’t even write a book with fewer than 100,000 words—well, at least, not yet—and I’m supposed to distill the story down into a few words. I don’t think I have what it takes.
When I send email updates to family and friends, they’re the longest emails in their inboxes and I almost hear a collective groan when they see who it’s from. My daughter suggested I write some short stories (less than 7000 words) and I cringed inside. I can’t even begin to think that short—my brain wants to keep going—expand! Expand! Never delete! Keep going forward! More! More! More!
Anyway, it was four o’clock in the morning and there I was with browser windows open to infinity looking for quotes, thoughts and musings that would complement my story. I read articles about taglines and how important they can be. I tried looking at book covers that had taglines—searching for inspiration. I searched poignant moments in the story, waiting for the aha! moment. Which never came.
I told my daughter that it felt like I was trying to take my story—now wadded into a biiiiig ball of paper—and set it on top of a thimble. Try to picture me giving my all to shove that ball of paper into the thimble! Of course, that doesn’t work, so I scale the massive wad and jump up and down on it! And that works, right? Um…nope. Flattened thimble.
And I’m back to square one.
Never say die! I want to be clever, too. I decide I need a slogan. Like in a commercial. Short and sweet. And to the point. Believe it or not, I found a slogan generator online. Cool! I typed in a word, clicked the button and it said, “Winter – A Class of its Own.” Okay, try again. “Have a break, have a summer!” Hmmm. After a few rounds of that, I gave up. They sounded more like a—well, a commercial, and I realized that wasn’t the way to go.
So here I sit twenty-four hours later and I’m back where I started, trying to think of a tagline for the book. I’m tired and my brain is fried. As I close my laptop and shut off the light, I realize I’m faced with a desperate choice. I’ll either have to get better at writing taglines or forget it altogether. I think I’ll just run to the store later to buy another thimble…