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Naming Convention

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Sven Wallin“Wow, that was basically an autobiography,” my friend John said after he read my book, BRENT: THE HEART READER.

Busted. Brent’s family is full of goody two-shoed Duck’tards, who exudeexude
➤ (v) release (a liquid) in drops or small quantities
➤ (v) make apparent by one's mood or behavior
homophobia. Their idea of fun included physical and emotional abuse and at least one case of man-on-boy rape. I’m not a “real relative” according to them.

I lifted much of that from my experience with the relatives of the couple that adopted me. They rescued me from foster care, and I am as grateful for that as I know how to be. “The system” was awful. Thank goodness I only spent six years there. Almost immediately after I was adopted, I was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, and the couple that adopted me got me the best medical care that was available. I will be grateful to them for that (and all the other things they did) as long as I live.

Brent: the Heart Reader

They’ve been dead for 10 years (mom) and 12 years (dad). That left me with a bunch of cousins who were able to abuse me with impunity. Way back, mom kept her relatives in line.

Those people hate gays and liberals and people with scary health issues. I was always the Black Sheep in the family, according to them. Now without my adopted parental units, they got together and labeled me a diseased pariah. They came out of church and called my husband all kinds of deplorable things.

All that sounds like the relatives in BRENT: THE HEART READER. I humiliated those abusiveabusive
➤ (s) expressing offensive reproach
➤ (s) characterized by physical or psychological maltreatment
characters in the book. I had some of them arrested and killed off one or two. It was great therapy.

Old saying: Don’t mess with an author because he can make the world laugh at you.

Now that my adopted parents are gone for more than a decade, I have no connection with any of their relatives. In theory, I have a half-brother running around somewhere. He’d be a little older than me, but I’ve never heard any inklinginkling
➤ (n) a slight suggestion or vague understanding
that he even knows about me. My birth mother is dead, and I know almost nothing about the sperm donor. It was probably a one night stand.

All I know about my personal history is that I am 100% Swedish. I remember that they called me Sven before I was adopted.

So now, I’ve decided to finish cutting the ties with all those people in my adopted family. They hate me, which is their loss. People who know about attitudes say cutting the remaining ties will be therapeutic.

In the coming weeks, I’m going through the court system to get my name changed.

There won’t be a Winfield Wagner any more. My nickname – Wynn Wagner – will become a nom de plumeplume
➤ (n) anything that resembles a feather in shape or lightness
➤ (n) a feather or cluster of feathers worn as an ornament
➤ (n) the light horny waterproof structure forming the external covering of birds
➤ (v) rip off; ask an unreasonable price
➤ (v) be proud of
➤ (v) deck with a plume
➤ (v) clean with one's bill
➤ (v) form a plume
➤ (v) dress or groom with elaborate care
(or nom de guerre).

New name: Sven Andréas Wallin.

  • First name is what my actual name was.  Sven means kid or young one.
  • Middle name – Andréas – is a form of Andrew. I really like Andréas.
  • Last name will be Wallin because my husband likes it. The name means valley or pasture.

My initials will be SAW, which is a little snarky (cutting device, not the ocular procedure). The e-acute in my middle name is on the edge of snooty, so that’ll be fun.

What I’m not used to is that the world is full of people named Sven Wallin. I am used to having free access for user names because nobody claims “wynnwagner” or “winfieldwagner”. Sadly “svenwallin” is already in use at all the major web services. The world is crawling with Sven Wallin peeps. On a recent check, I was literally tripping over “svenwallin” user names, so I will have to get used to being part of a crowd.

The name everybody knows – Wynn Wagner – will be my pen name. Sven Andréas Wallin will be my legal name.

The coolest part is that my husband is changing his name too, so we will continue sharing our family name. This time, It is OUR family name. Awwwww…..