I love the name “Ishmael.”
I love the look of it and the sound of it and the feel of saying it.
Our individual names help point us out among the millions of others
around us. Many are, unfortunately, rather bland (“Joe,” “Jim,”
“Sally,”) and those possessing them must work a little harder to
distinguish themselves from all the Joes and Jims and Sallys around
them.
Some of us have not only the
names we were born with, but special names of affection by which our
friends and loved ones refer to us. To my mother, especially when I
was a child, I was “Punkin” or “Beaner.” My mother has been
dead for over 40 years now, and yet even to think of those two names
fills me with warmth and longing.
To my beloved Uncle Buck, I
was “Guggenheimer.” To the rest of the world I was always either
“Roge” or “Roger” (though to my non-related Uncle Bob I was
“Rogie”) until I began writing books, from which point I have
largely become “Dorien.”
Names have always fascinated
me; their very sound create mental images: from the masculine
crispness of the “K” sound, as in “Keith” and “Kurt” to
the soothing softness of feminine “S” names—“Sarah” and
“Susan” and “Shirley.” I have noticed in the writing of my
books that I seem to have become strongly attracted to male names
beginning with the letter J—“Jonathan,” “Joshua,” “Jared,”
“Jake;” I'm going to find a place to introduce a character named
“Jeremiah,” one of my current favorites.
It's possible to tell quite
a bit about a person just from his/her name. Names tend to be
faddish, and it's possible to fairly accurately tell a person's
general age—or social status, or ethnicity—by the name they were
given. “Millicent,” “Priscilla,” “Patience,” “Prudence,”
“Chastity” have largely fallen out of popularity, perhaps because
of the Victorian times the names evoke. Of course, like trends and
fads in fashion, name popularity is somewhat cyclical. “Amanda,”
“Emily,” and “Amelia” among them seem to come around
regularly in cycles. Some names very popular today were largely
unheard of until the latter half of the 20th
century—“Amber” and “Ashley,” for example.
Ethnicity and national
origin are fairly easy to determine in some names; it's hard not to
miss the ethnicity of “Letitia” or “Jamal” or “Luanna” or
“Hymie” or “Mitzpah,” or the nationality of “Serge” or
“Vladamir” or “Svetlana.” Unfortunately, in their attempt to
set their child apart by giving them an exotic-sounding name, they
condemn the poor kid to a lifetime of standing out when they may have
wished to blend in. Naming a child “Le-ah” (pronounced
“LeDashAh”) or “MoonBaby” all but hangs an invisible neon
arrow over their head.
But ours is a culture in
which, it seems, people go out of their way to be trendy or exotic,
and like the tides, they come and go with surprising regularity. I
suppose it's somewhat akin to the socioeconomic desire to “keep up
with the Joneses.” For some reason I do not understand, boys'
names, while also trendy, do not seem to be quite so trendy as girls.
For 2013, the top names for boys are “Liam,” “Noah” (the
biblical influence), “Ethan,” and “Mason;” for girls, “Emma,”
“Olivia,” “Sophia,” and “Isabella.”
In 1900, the four most
popular boys' names were the solid, no-frills or fru-frus “John,”
“William,” “James,” and “George”; girls were “Mary,”
“Helen,” “Anna,” and “Margaret.” All are still common
today, but hearken to a less name-status past.
I personally tend to prefer
full names over contractions: “John” over “Jack,” “Richard”
over “Dick” (though strangely I could not imagine the protagonist
of my Dick Hardesty mystery series being called “Richard.”)
The discussion of names
could go on indefinitely, but time and space here are limited. Oh,
and we haven't even touched upon the meaning of all these names. And
therein lies the topic for another blog...or six.
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3 comments:
I just looked up the meaning of Roger. It's from Germanic elements meaning "famous spear."
Thoughts, Mr. Spock?
Modesty forbids, but suffice it to say I've always found the name appropriate. (Now I sound like my dear friend Kage Alan!)
Thanks for an interesting intro to names. It's a subject that has always fascinated me. I never liked my name, but had little say in choosing it. I would have something chic and sexy, but I'm stuck with, but not on, Hugh.
Hugh is a good old English name.
But you omitted Matthew, Mark, Luke, Peter, Paul, and Mary. Weren't those last three in the music business several years ago?
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