and I were talking about autobiographies a few days ago, and how the titles of all and any of them that she was reading were silly. (IE: Moab is my Washpot).

Then we started making up titles for our own autobiographies. "Of Tea and Pink Highlighters" was chucked around the room, with a promise to beta the crap out of it if it ever did get written.

The Title I chose for myself- perhaps non-surprisingly- was "God Can't Save You Now". As an eighteen year old, I find an autobiography somewhat -coughreally- redundant. However, some narrative essays under that title would probably do it some justice.

I've never really /planned/ anything like this before. My writing has always come to me on a whim or not at all, but the giant LACK of it recently has put me in the need of a project of sorts (other than baking sweets. Peanut butter cookies, today).

I dunno.

Possible essay titles include:

(of course) God Can't Save You Now
My autobiography is a work of Fiction
There are exceptions to every rule: especially this one.
God Made me do it/
The Devil made me do it.
Strangers must see the oddest things.

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