The fact that my daughter has a normal name is nothing short of astounding.
When I was in my early 20s, I had some very odd ideas about what constituted good children’s names. I have to admit, I totally get names like Apple or Moxie Crimefighter. Had I had children sooner, it’s entirely possible that they would have had names that resulted in daily beatings on the playground.
Of the weird names I had for my imaginary children, my favorite names were the one I had chosen in the event I had twins. If I had had mixed gender fraternal twins, they would have been named Zubenelgenubi and Zubeneschamali.
I would have nicknamed them Zuba (boy) and Mali (girl) for short, of course. I’m not THAT heartless.
I discovered these names during a planetarium visit. They were discussing constellations and they mentioned the names of these twin stars in Libra. I immediately fell in love with them. So much so that after the presentation, I went to the presenter and asked him to write them down for me so I would remember them.
Luckily, I matured before having children. And I didn’t have twins. And since we’re not having any more (one and done, baby!), the world is safe from having this duo in their classrooms and offices. But being a writer, it’s a fair bet that they’ll turn up somewhere down the line for me. If I can’t name my real children Zubanelgenubi and Zubeneschamali, my virtual children will have to be stuck with those names.