I’ve been agonizing over the title of the “first” Melissa Knight story ever snce I called it Untitled #11 almost a year ago. I had Knight Commander pretty much well-thought out, and as I looked back toward the first story, I went through several title suggestions:

To Dub a Knight
Knight Rising
Knighted
Knight Ensign
Knight Landing
The Dawn of Knight

But none of the above seemed to fit the whole theme of having Knight in the title and yet being as clever as I thought Knight Commander was. I was sort of paying homage to the Alan Lewrie novels by Dewey Lambdin, where (most of) the titles of his Lewrie books have the word King in them. The King’s Coat, The King’s Commission, A King’s Commander, The King’s Captain, and so on… each one has that unique word in each title to let you know you’re about to read an Alan Lewrie adventure. Like I said, I thought it was rather clever for Lambdin to do that. And in sitting down to write my stories out, since I’m following in the tradition of C. S. Forrester and Dewey Lambdin in following a single character through her career in this fictional futuristic naval fleet, I would do the same. Hell, David Weber does it, why not me?

In short, I finally landed on Knight Commissioned as the title for the very first Melissa Knight story. Thoughts?

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I had this huge dinner last night before coming in to work. I made my favorite chicken dish, which of course means that I made a lot of it and then devoured half of what I cooked, while the roomies dived in on what wasleft likea pack of wild animals (or so I thought). I’m currently working on my first shift back on graveyard, after trying hard to kick myself back onto the night schedule.

The first ten hours have gone by without any real fatigue beating down on me, but as soon as the eleventh hour hit, I’m starting to have a little trouble keeping my eyes open and paying attention to what’s going on around me. So I know sooner or later that my head will loll back and I’ll drift off to catch a quick fifteen minute nap here and there, just like I tend to do when I just cannot stay conscious. I will mention, though, that it is kind of odd now to watch the sun rise as opposed to set. I’m used to going to work in the morning and watching the sun pass overhead until it sets and then I get relieved. Now, it’s the opposite: I get to watch the moon drift over the sky and then watch it set, while the DayStar comes out of hiding and blinds the everliving shit out of me. I’m supposed to be a night owl by nature! This isn’t like me… but I guess it’s true that the first grave shift back is always the most difficult.

If the subject line throws you, let me clarify a little bit: that’s what I’ve been eating all night.

o/~ Show me the way to go home. I’m tired and I want to go to bed… o/~

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