TromboneAl
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It's crunch time on deciding on a title for my new book. I've gotten great ideas from the brainstorming thread.
Here are the finalists (I eliminated titles belonging to existing books).
Please vote on the basis of what might make you want to read the book. You may choose multiple titles.
I'm less concerned with how well the title matches the story, but here's a rough first draft of the blurb:
Al
Here are the finalists (I eliminated titles belonging to existing books).
Please vote on the basis of what might make you want to read the book. You may choose multiple titles.
I'm less concerned with how well the title matches the story, but here's a rough first draft of the blurb:
In the fall of 2020, a comatose woman materializes in the middle of a televised baseball game. She floats in midair, then drops to the ground, her pinkie embedded in the skull of the home-plate umpire.
When she wakes and disappears from the hospital, new private eye Eric Beckman makes it his personal mission to track her down and find out where—or when—she came from. He soon learns two things. First Viviana Petki is a Romanian jewel thief who holds the key to solving the world’s energy catastrophe. Second, she doesn’t want to be found.
Beckman has to overcome his lone-wolf tendencies, or he won’t stand a chance. As a plague of petroleum-eating bacteria spreads through the oil wells of the world, Beckman races against the FBI--and the paparazzi--to find this alluring woman before it’s too late.
Fortunately he has one thing going for him: Eric Beckman can read minds.
Many thanks,When she wakes and disappears from the hospital, new private eye Eric Beckman makes it his personal mission to track her down and find out where—or when—she came from. He soon learns two things. First Viviana Petki is a Romanian jewel thief who holds the key to solving the world’s energy catastrophe. Second, she doesn’t want to be found.
Beckman has to overcome his lone-wolf tendencies, or he won’t stand a chance. As a plague of petroleum-eating bacteria spreads through the oil wells of the world, Beckman races against the FBI--and the paparazzi--to find this alluring woman before it’s too late.
Fortunately he has one thing going for him: Eric Beckman can read minds.
Al
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