Let's Play: How To Make An Ominous-Sounding Mystery Title
Mainstream mystery titles have the uncanny ability to turn the ordinary into the ominous. Like a macabre version of Mad Libs, sometimes all a title needs is a combination of a person and a place to achieve maximum foreboding. The Body in the Library, The Couple Next Door, and The Woman in the Window are all prime examples of this. And if you want to turn the terror up a notch, you can never go wrong with adding the word "girl" to let readers know that trouble isn't too far away.
The rules to this game are simple: Match your birth month and birth date to the chart below. Then stand back for that spine-tingling (or snicker-inducing) effect. Who knows? Your title could be the next big name in the mystery genre!
What's your bestselling mystery title? Share it with us in the comments!
The rules to this game are simple: Match your birth month and birth date to the chart below. Then stand back for that spine-tingling (or snicker-inducing) effect. Who knows? Your title could be the next big name in the mystery genre!

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The Woman in the Swamp.
Uh-oh, not so sure about how that sounds...
Uh-oh, not so sure about how that sounds...

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"I was told the undercoating would take care of these things," the woman intoned, pinching a folded receipt and passing it to Manuel. He checked the log. Purchased four days earlier. Slumping down to the pavement, he peered under the car at what looked like rust, too much, "I was down at the shore and let my son drive on the beach," she explained.
His phone buzzed with a coworker's email: the car's history. The wrong license plate appeared. Registration out of date. The old Chevy had been totaled in '95, but it was the wrong color. He blanched,
"I'll have to ask my manager," he muttered, rising and dusting off his pants. A minor click made him turn, eye the shiny metal tip protruding from behind her black purse. Her voice dipped,
"The keys, please. I think I know what's wrong."