All but two Repairman Jack novels have has one-word titles.
The titles of Repairman Jack novels don't immediately make the purchaser aware of what the novel is actually about (other than the statement "A Repairman Jack Novel"). In other words, the titles seem somewhat ambiguous at first.
Forged
That's ambiguous. It could refer to forgeries or the sword's metal begin forged by a blacksmith, which is what the Repairman Jack novels are all about anyway, forging Jack into a hero.
The titles of Repairman Jack novels don't immediately make the purchaser aware of what the novel is actually about (other than the statement "A Repairman Jack Novel"). In other words, the titles seem somewhat ambiguous at first.
Forged
That's ambiguous. It could refer to forgeries or the sword's metal begin forged by a blacksmith, which is what the Repairman Jack novels are all about anyway, forging Jack into a hero.
How about "Over the Edge". It's at least in line with "All the Rage".
"Cuts like a Knife"
"The Cut Runs Deep"
"Better Than A Ginsu"
"The Cut Runs Deep"
"Better Than A Ginsu"
"Cut to the Chase"
"Backslash"
"Backslash"
"Severed History"
"Cutback"
"Blade Divided"
"Cutback"
"Blade Divided"
Personally, I don't think you should feel confined to one-word titles. Shake things up a bit. Anyway, assuming the plot could go any which way:
The Sword Path
The Forever Blade
Double-Edged
Cut Across
Severed
Devil's Blade
Savior's Sword
Or, if you're willing to lower yourself to a pun:
"Heir Cut"
The Sword Path
The Forever Blade
Double-Edged
Cut Across
Severed
Devil's Blade
Savior's Sword
Or, if you're willing to lower yourself to a pun:
"Heir Cut"
This post was last modified: 09-28-2007, 09:13 AM by Dr. Trilobite.
How about "Double Edges" or just "Edges"? I was going to suggest "The Edge" but Ken pretty much cornered that one with "Edge".
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