While I haven't really advertised it, I've never really kept it a secret that Zoey isn't my real name. (Though it might as well be.) Zoey Talbon is most definitely not anything close to my real name, which is why I don't mind having it plastered basically everywhere. My emails, my twitter, my blogger profile, etc. I've never seen anything wrong with this; it makes me incredibly uncomfortable to have my real name everywhere. For the longest time, I didn't even have my full last name on my personal facebook.
It's not like my real name is the rarest thing on the planet. But I've only ever met one other person with it before, though I definitely see it quite often in the author community. But not using my real name allows me to comfortably say that, yes, I live in Wisconsin. Yes, I'm a Biology major hoping to go to veterinary school. Yes, I do this and I do that. It allows me to speak more freely about my personal life. And I like getting personal with you guys, because I like to see that from other bloggers. Books may be an incredibly huge part of our lives, but we are still more than books. I like to know what other things you guys do in your free time. To see the real personality behind the blog.
I could probably comfortably do all this with my real name. (Maybe. Actually, probably not.) I don't really have a particular reason not to, besides the fact that when I was maybe 13 and started all this, I just really didn't want this one girl from middle school to find me because I didn't like her.
And I will fully admit that a lot of this actually stems from the fact that I hate my real name. Any time I go to Starbucks or into the American Eagle dressing rooms and they ask my name? I say Zoey. It's just so much easier than repeating my name four times and needing to spell it out for them. And there are far more complicated names out there, so I can't even imagine what it must be like for some of you. In Latin class, when we got to choose our names, I went with Zoe on instinct. And it's funny now, because Zoe in Latin literally means "life." As in this other life I have, here on the internet - except not really. Everything is the same except for my name. (And the fact that my friends in real life have no idea about any of this, but that's because I'm just uncomfortable about everything.)
I was thinking about how no one's ever really questioned it when I had to give my mailing address in which I have to give my real name. Is this because they really don't care, or simply because it may seem rude and/or intrusive to ask? Do I just think that everyone uses their real name because I've never really paused to think otherwise? Is this actually a normal thing? DOES ANYTHING IN THIS POST MAKE SENSE?