I decided a long time ago if I started selling books, I wanted a pen name.  I went through some really ridiculous ones when I was still in the ‘thinking about writing’ for a living phase.  Or at least they seemed ridiculous for a while.  There are some names now, I swear, they make me scratch my head and wonder… what in the world…

Anyway, I picked a pen name because I wanted privacy.  I didn’t necessarily want everybody and their brother knowing what I did for a living.  If I want them to know, I’ll tell them.  Or that was the plan- *I* would tell.  Not people who know would tell.

And yet…I’m talking with the docs I used to work with and what do they do?  Tell.  My kids?  Tell.  One of my daughters friends came up to me and asked me, “Did you sign books on Saturday?”

I’m having a serious *head-desk* moment.