“So this Polarity must have never ending drama with her mother.” She opened the book to beginning, leaned back in her chair, and started reading. “That’s exactly the kind of thing a person with borderline does.”Ĭarmen, with a thoughtful expression, put her hand on the book cover. That mother just came up with a name for…for herself… to call out own disorder.” Now her voice was softer, “Borderline personality disorder? But still-that mother didn’t give her child a name for the benefit of the child. She named me Polarity, spanning positive and negative, to remind her that I’m not one or the other…She wanted to be sure that she never judged me the way that borderlines tend to do.’”Ĭarmen’s brow furrowed as she silently let this sink in for several seconds. “Listen: ‘Mom knows that her borderline personality disorder can cause her to see people as perfect or evil. “Well, I’m glad you asked, and Polarity actually explains it herself.” I found the page. How do you justify it in your book?” While she ranted on, I picked up my battered proof copy of the novel. “A parent would have to be downright mean to name someone Polarity.
Why would you call a teenaged girl Polarity?” Carmen was right-without knowing it, she nailed an ongoing aggravation in my character’s life.īut Carmen wasn’t finished. “You’re supposed name a child something that won’t be the brunt of jokes. As a new mom, Carmen is an expert on naming. “What? Polarity?” My friend Carmen’s mouth gaped when I told her the name of the main character in my YA novel, POLARITY IN MOTION.
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