First, you’re wondering about my name.
I knew it.
No, I’m not trying to copy J.R.R. Tolkien or J.K. Rowling. J really is my first name—my whole first name. Nope, not J-A-Y. Not J with a period. (Abbreviating it makes it longer.) It starts and ends with J.
Incidentally, if you throw a pen at a paper from at least five feet away, it nearly always spells my name. “But what kind of a name is J?”—you’re still asking. Well, I’ll tell you. There was once a man named Melvin J....
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