Pseudonym

I have not yet granted my husband a pseudonym. No initials, no middle name, no made up nomenclature. My husband has three names in real life, and I could use any one of them, and a significant percentage of the population that know him would not know about whom I am writing.

Given name – A grand and historic name. He has a numeral! I found this very attractive about him when I met him as a teen. That and his talking car.

Public name – A second name that his parents picked for him so he could enter kindergarten without being ridiculed (see nickname below). He still uses this name at work. It is a name that “used to be for the family dog” but is now very popular. Call him by this name in a crowded shopping mall and a couple or three six-year olds will snap to attention.

Nickname – The family name bestowed on him in utero. It is the preferred name of all family and dear friends. It’s the only name I have ever addressed him by, even when we exchanged wedding vows. It is the name of a large woodland animal.

From here on out, he will be the BP for reasons only known to me.