I decided if I wrote a book, my author name would be Dana Lee. It is half pseudonym and half real name. My name. Well, that is a story all in itself. When I was born, my name was Amber Lee Dana. (But that only came after I wasn't born on my due date of Dec. 25th and had the name Holly Noel. That is a kid's worst nightmare right there.) So for the first three months of life, I went by Amber. Meanwhile, I have a cousin named Rickey. My grandpa didn't like that because its a boy's name. So, after three months of this other name, my mom decided I wasn't an Amber but a Randi and my name was changed. The picture of the name change: my birth certificate says Amber crossed out and Randi typed in above it. How official does that look? And so I joined the boy's name club. (Recently I found out my mom had an ex-boyfriend named Randy. I don't think I feel good about that.)
However, to throw into the mix is the fact that my last name is Dana. A first name. So, I am forever going by either Randi or Dana because nobody can get it right. (Except when have you ever seen Randi as a last name? I don't get the confusion.) At least my new pseudonym would carry on the confusing tradition.
Randi. Once i read up on my name in a book my sister has. It tells all about names based on the first three letters in the name. So there I was listed with Randal (a nickname of mine, but don't even get me started on hiding behind nicknames too.) Anyways, the book was right on!! Scarily accurate. Randi I am meant to be. However, this is a secret fear of mine... with a first name of Randi, I feel I can never go to England. How can I approach someone and say, "Hi, I'm Randi"? Its never gonna work out. Farewell London trip of my dreams. UNLESS!! I use my new pseudonym!!
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I feel that i knew the story of your "real" name, but not today. Today I forgot.
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