Coming Out of Left Field

Friday, January 02, 2009

Not coming to a bookstore near you

My wife and I were joking this morning that I could write a memoir based on my experiences converting to Judaism. Since the first requirement of any bestseller is a snappy title, we spent a little time brainstorming. (OK, I did the brainstorming while my wife just laughed and shook her head at me.)

"My Year of Reading Jewishly," an nod to A.J. Jacobs' "The Year of Living Biblically," was deemed accurate but too boring to keep someone's attention. "From Fiddler to ____" was ruled out since I couldn't find anything funny to fill in the blank. And my personal favorite, "Soy Vey! My Jewish Journey," was ditched when I realized that, thanks to my early preferences for hot dogs and Kraft macaroni, I'd eaten far less Chinese food growing up than many Jews had. When it comes down to it, "a basically Americanized woman gradually turns Jewish over three decades" just doesn't seem the kind of proposal that'll attract publishers and lots of royalties.

Oh well. Looks like I'll keep writing here for free. :)