Gooseberry

I do remember Grandma Mabel’s crack medical diagnostic skills. But, if I remember correctly, she actually thought you had a hammer toe (not a clubfoot). I think you were sitting on the floor crossing your toes, so it was an honest mistake. (I also remember when she briefly thought you had scurvy when were standing in line to order at fast food restaurant.)

In my quiet moments over the last few days, I’ve found myself pondering the title of Madame Bovary. Obviously, it’s a very fitting title. Afterall, the book does revolve around the comings and goings, thoughts and feelings, loves and hates of, one Emma “Madame” Bovary. But as I said, in my quiet moments, I’ve been thinking about alternate titles. A few I’ve mentioned before, but here are some I’ve come up with:

The Many Loves of Emma B
You, Me, and Ennui
Bovary Does It
Emma and the Boys
Things To Do in a French Country Town When You’re Bored
Malpractice!
Bored (And Loving it!)
Gooseberry

I think I might just have an until now hidden knack for titling. What do you think?

Justin