It is often difficult to begin a new creative work. Little things can trip you up. Names, of all varieties, can be particularly vexing. Sometimes what you choose to call a work in progress can inspire you even when the wells creativity run a little dry. Picking a title for my book is an important step for me. Even if said book never lives up to its name.
This year, my NaNoWriMo novel shall be (pause for dramatic effect): Mumbled Inconsistencies.
This fits perfectly. Every time I try to summarize the plot, it ends up sounding like a jumbled mess of failed ideas. Which is what happens you when you try to squish all your stories that weren’t worth more than a couple thousand words together. And since I spent those agonizing minutes searching random words to assemble this title, I’m sticking with it even if I suddenly come up with a fully formed plot that in no way reflects Mumbled Inconsistencies. It reflects my creative process, and that is what matters at the moment.