Over to Charli for this week’s flash fiction challenge.
December 15, 2016 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) explore the importance of a name within a story. It can be naming an experience, introducing an extraordinary name, or clarifying a name (who can forget Who’s on First). Go where the prompt leads. My name should have been Robert.
Unfortunately I threw a spanner in the works when I made my appearance in 1956 as I had the wrong plumbing, not that my parents didn’t love me.
A dilemma was then thrust upon them as Robert had been decided upon practically the moment I was conceived. Rather than instigate family arguments and accusations of favouritism, I was named after a character in the book Mum had been reading towards the end of her pregnancy.
Nothing fancy you understand and in later years, I was glad not to have been called after the horse.
Note: This is true, and how I came to be called Diana (Di to my friends, which includes bloggers too if they wish, aka Pen/Pens).