How is it that us writers can crank out 70,00 words of emotionally charged prose with relative ease, yet find ourselves stuttering when forced to come up with a title? Trying to encapsulate your entire book into one two words is damn hard. I am relieved to say, that after several go-arounds and a rather intimate relationship with the Thesaurus, Fatum now has a new name. Better yet, it is one that all three of us (Lindsay, Ginger, and I) love. From this point forward, our Speculative Fiction manuscript is now called: SILO
Now that we have settled that dilemma, I'm off to plot out book 2!