Name game

Rhobin Courtright would like me to tell you where I find names for my characters.

The first thing is, I am NOT going to quote from Romeo and Juliet. Instead, I’ll use Hit and Run as a case study.

The whole story is Sylvia Kryz’s diary. Why on earth would she have such an unusual surname? I had no idea when she introduced herself to me, and didn’t find out until well into the book:

    “Yes, I will have a cuppa, thank you. It’s certainly not tempting out there.” She accompanied me to the kitchen, and I guess to make conversation, asked, “I’ve been wondering about your surname. It’s very unusual, isn’t it?”

    “My husband was Polish. His original name was Krzyzanowski.” I spelled it for her. “I was the one who encouraged him to simplify it.”

    “How did you meet?”

    The jug boiled, and I poured into the teapot. “In 1948, I was an idealistic girl of eighteen. I volunteered to welcome Holocaust survivors. Wotjek was one of them.”

    “Jewish?”

    I felt the tears come, after all these years. “Actually, no. He had a Jewish great-grandmother, and for that was sent to Auschwitz. He was a powerfully built man, so they put him on slave labour though his wife and children went to the gas chambers. He survived three years of hell. But oh, it took terrible toll of his body. He died at only 39 because of it.”

    Brigitte carried the tray out. I got my special folder, the one I leaf through on important days: his birthday, the anniversary of our meeting, of our wedding, and of his death.

    The first drawing was of him walking off the ship: a skeletally gaunt man in a shabby suit, with the most beautiful smile. “He looked at me among the welcomers and said, ‘Is Australia populated by angels?’ That was it, I was in love.” Sixty-two years later, I still felt the emotion, and had to wipe my glasses.

    Brigitte turned pages, looking at the photos and drawings with compassion and interest. “So, he could already speak English?”

    “Oh yes. It was with an accent, but he was fluent in English, French, German and Russian. Before the war, he was a maths and science teacher, then conscripted into the Polish army, which of course the Germans overran. Then someone reported his Jewish ancestry, and was rewarded for this patriotic act with the Krzyzanowski family home.”

    Brigitte looked furious, and suddenly I liked her very much indeed. She reached my drawing of Wotjek cuddling new-born Laura, the love shining off his face. “Did he teach here, too?”

    “No, his qualifications weren’t recognised. When he regained his strength, he worked as a carpenter, and after a while we had our own business. I did the administrative work. When he died, I worked as a freelance secretary. After all, I had three small children to raise, and there were no government handouts then. I did get some compensation from Germany.”

    “Sylvia, thank you for the honour of being allowed to see this. You’re wonderful, you know that?”

    “Oh no! Your story shows as much courage as mine.”

    She stood. “Hmm, I think the rain is easing a little. It’s either out into it, or spending the night here!”

Um… you mean, I haven’t answered the question? That’s all the answer I have, sorry.

As for her given name, I’ve known several Sylvias, and all were wise, compassionate, decent people. I guess that had something to do with it.

Sylvia is the narrator. The hero is Charlie, because I needed his name to be a form of abuse. His birth certificate stated his name as Chuck: “Me darling mother said I made her chuck all through pregnancy, so that’s me name, see?”

Then there is Jenny: a fourteen-year-old girl in a foster home because her mother is dying of cancer. She formed within my computer as Petra. If you look for meanings behind names, that’s very appropriate, because it means “rock.” She has immense inner strength. Trouble was, I found out that the father, the man she and her mother had run away from, was looking for them, so she needed a far more common name. I suppose she could have been Petra Jennifer, but that didn’t occur to me while I was writing. She transformed into Jenny, and that was that.

The final name I want to look at is Sylvia’s son, Ron. This needed to be an abbreviation for a Polish name. So, I went to Behind the Name and looked for just that. Intuitively, without thinking, I chose Polish names starting with H, and there it was: Hieronim.

So, you now have a description of the three ways I settle on a name. You might be kind enough to summarise them for me in a comment below, so I’ll know how to do it in the future.

There is a fourth. I sometimes name a nice character after someone who has done me a favour. You will find a Julia Morrissey in Eulogy for Paul, and a Michael Amos in Gratitude, because they were equal winners of a contest helping me to create the subtitle for my coming book, Lifting the Gloom.


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Connie Vines
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Helena Fairfax
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Fiona McGier

About Dr Bob Rich

I am a professional grandfather. My main motivation is to transform society to create a sustainable world in which my grandchildren and their grandchildren in perpetuity can have a life, and a life worth living. This means reversing environmental idiocy that's now threatening us with extinction, and replacing culture of greed and conflict with one of compassion and cooperation.
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19 Responses to Name game

  1. fionamcgier says:

    My parents were HUGE on zero-population also. I only have one sibling, my brother. But my husband is from a family of 7. He said that was too many. I said having only 2 kids means when they’re mad at each other, there’s no one else to play with. So we thought about 3, but didn’t want to leave anyone alone as a “middler.” So we had 4. My parents were very critical of my idea, and insisted I should have stopped at 2. But I have multiple cousins, as well as my brother who didn’t even marry until his older wife was already too old for kids. They all told me I could use their non-existent kids as my “extras.” Weird how families are, right?

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    • Dr Bob Rich says:

      Then the other thing is, one American on Australian or European child uses more resources than 50 from a poor country…

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      • fionamcgier says:

        Ah,. but we raised them all to be aware of the resources they use. I used cloth diapers on all 4–even when we were camping. One son’s class project was to find ways to save water in the household. All of the ideas he suggested, like low-flow toilets and shower nozzles, we were already doing. He’s the one who got a masters in hydro-geology, and works for a firm that monitors and reclaims polluted sites for reuse. He says he had to find a job that helped the planet because of how he was raised.

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  2. A very entertaining take on the question, Bob. There is a confidence inspired by using a name which has been held by people you like and admire. anne

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    • Dr Bob Rich says:

      Well, for me, Anne is one of them, in all its various versions. That’s how my daughter got named Anina.
      We had two kids, and I insisted on zero population growth. For 6 years, my wife argued for a third. Then, one day a friend heard us talking about it and said, “I only have one kid. You can have my quota.”
      What could I do? So, we had another daughter.
      My mother’s name was Anikó. My wife’s mother’s name was Anne. This friend was Annette. So…

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  3. I love the methodical ways you decide on a name, Bob. I’m also quite methodical in my approach. I’d never associated the name ‘Chuck’ with chucking. Now I won’t think of it the same way! Charlie sounds a great character.
    I enjoyed your post, and this whole topic.

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    • Dr Bob Rich says:

      Thank you, Helena. Strangely, in my Doom Healer series, I have a major character named Chuck Chalmers, and there are no negative implications in his case. That was just how he’d introduced himself, and who am I to argue?
      🙂

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  4. okwriter says:

    I love the way you choose names, Bob. It seems so internal, less methodical, with an emotional tie to each name.
    Beverley

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  5. Marci Baun says:

    I love it when characters surprise us with how they really get their names, even though _we_ think we pick them. LOL

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  6. Another excerpt that has piqued my interest!

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  7. Skye-writer says:

    Your blog reminded me of Harry Bosch in Michael Connelly’s books, named after the famous painter, Hieronymus Bosch, but I didn’t know that until part way through the series. (I might have read them out of order and Connelly might have revealed that in book one)

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  8. Connie Vines says:

    Characters acting as narrators to your story events. This sounds like a smooth story flow 🙂 I envy you. My stories come to me like a jerking, bumpy roller-coaster ride. Your posted excerpt was a emotional one.

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  9. Dr Bob Rich says:

    Thank you for visiting, Rhobin. Oh yes, I am merely the obedient scribe.
    Happy to email you a review copy.
    🙂
    Bob

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  10. Rhobin says:

    Interesting! Your characters speak to you and explain events. In some respects, we work in a similar way. Looks like I have to add Hit and Run to my reading list.

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