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She felt flattered by the excited reactions of her new friends. Unfortunately, Gigi ruined the atmosphere. "Guys, don't you see it well? It says Summer Hills here, not Summer Harper. That must be a different Summer. Besides, Summer is still very young. How could she possibly write a storybook? She can't even read," she glanced at Summer, looking down on her. "But I think this is Summer," the bespectacled boy said firmly. "Look! The backpack in the picture is the same as the one Summer has! As for the name, Summer could have used a pen name. I heard that authors often use it to hide their real identities."

I hired the best spy to try to find that mysterious girl, but a small part of me is still unfulfilled because I have learned so little about her. In every magazine, only I got a magazine publication number. When I talked to them, they simply told me about that author's work online and did not reveal her real identity, even to those publishers. She writes under the alias "Authoress Naughty," and I find myself curious as to why she went with that name.

They couldn’t speak to each other as a rule of the competition. Leo’s confidence returned in full gear following the actions of his father and his brother and the light bulb went off in his head. “Pseudonym, P S E U D O N Y M. Origin is Greek and it means a fake name used by a person, especially authors to conceal their identity. It can also be called a pen name.” Cheers and applause rented the air as Leo not only spelled the word but also gave its origin and meaning that he had earlier asked for. “I love you honey!” It was Nancy’s turn to cheer him on this time.

She began to regret her response to him. He looked down at the screen one more time before handing her back the laptop. "Your pen name is Malcolm Galileo?" He asked in a polite friendly way that urged her to cut her chest open and serve him her heart in the most transparent way. She laced her fingers together, thinking of her well she could explain to him why she had chosen a male name as her pen name. "In a community where women are mostly marginalized, what do you expect?" She had wanted to ask but she swallowed the spurt of words down to her stomach.

I still want to be beside him to protect his dream. I start my second life as an author at night. My pen name is Electra. My readers call themselves Electranian. I do not know that they even have that name. Maybe, it was a wordplay from the word "Electrician." Nobody in Electranian knows that Electra is me, except some close friends. I have written six novels this year.

’ ‘Rubber,’ I suggested. ‘Not bad, but has other connotations. Friction Man, or Potholer. I’m getting into this now. Bottom Boy, Chimney Sweep, Cracker. Be classical. Zeus, or biblical ... Onan. No, he may not get that one. Ask him what he would like to be called and think of a name for yourself. Go for Mary Magdalene or Venus. Choose a woman known for her promiscuity.’ ‘Fanny Hill?’ ‘Excellent. Just Fanny will do. It says it all. Kitty is another one.’

I replied with a small nervous smile before taking another bite of the pasta She didn't seem very happy with that answer "There's not much money in writing from what I know." Alice let out a laugh and her mom glared over at her until she spoke "Blair is actually one of the most well known authors in the world mom." Cassidy's face fell slightly as her gaze settled on me "Then why haven't I heard of you before?" "I wrote under a pseudonym, Aria Bac, I'm sure you've probably heard of me." I stated feeling my anger rising each time Cassidy made a snarky comment She nodded seeming surprised, "I have but I still don't believe it's you."

That book is terrific. "Oh my goodness! What is your pen name?" I asked in anticipation. "Bohemian ink." he replied, smiling. "I'm a fan actually, I need to get your autograph." I screamed. "Hey, take it easy. calm down." he said said, chuckling.

“You are practically sparkling!” Penelope rolled her eyes, trying to walk past her. But Demetria blocked her instantly. “Nope. Spill it.” “There’s nothing to spill,” Penny said with a tired laugh. “Penny.” “Demi.” Demetria narrowed her eyes, “Penelope Kaya Adams.” Penelope froze, “That’s so low.” “You only get government-named when necessary.” Penelope sighed heavily, already knowing she wouldn’t escape. So she dropped onto the couch instead while Demetria immediately bounced beside her like an overeager journalist chasing celebrity scandal.

I asked her. She nodded repeatedly. “Yes. You? What is your pen name?” she asked excitedly. “Ummmh, it’s private—” “Her pen name is DarkGalaxy,” Coreen suddenly said. I immediately looked at Coreen and glared at her. She only smirked at me and casually ate some grapes. “Oh my God!” I looked back at Eli, short for Eliana. Her eyes widened, and she looked like she could not believe what she just heard. She placed one hand over her mouth and stared at me in disbelief. Then, suddenly, she stood up and ran out of the indoor garden.