The big kids just wandered by and asked me if I'd thought of a name for our town yet. It has one already, of course, but I'm loath to use it, partly for privacy's sake, and partly because in my hubris I think I can do better. All surrounding towns now rejoice, collectively, in the name of Panacea Falls, but what can we call this town?
I've thought about Fiat. Fiat, North Carolina, has a nice ring to it.
Epiphany thinks I should call it Saturn or Jupiter. There's already a Mars Hill.
I've been pondering town names I like, chiefly in Tennessee, since that's the state I traverse most regularly. You got your Holy-Land town names, like Lebanon, and your classical Sparta, and then there's Bucksnort and not one but two Lickskillets (Lickskillet and Lick Skillet, where they take life more slowly, one presumes). A good town name -- that is to say, a convincing town name -- needs some magical balance between the rational explanation (town named for fallen hero of skirmish with feral mule) and the utterly inexplicable (one good Lick Skillet deserves another).
Of course, in Arkansas, as my friend Pauler would certainly point out, you've got a place named Oil Trough, and then you have London . . . reflecting a certain torn-ness, on the part of the town fathers in these various places, between what is and what in their wildest dreams could be, if only.
Anyway, I dunno.
P.S. Aelred suggests Hernia.