Dropcloth Angels vs. Cannibalangelo

So here’s the thing: Every time I turn around I see another novel with either an angel on the cover or in the title somewhere. Is this the end of the line for a title that’s been with me since I first changed it from ‘The Saviour’?

Last night I was chatting with a friend and mentioned my dilema to her. We jokingly started firing off ‘new’ title names (can’t recall them right now, but some were as lame as one-legged dog), however, one caused me to sit up and say, ‘hey, I kinda like that one.’ Luckily, it was one of my own suggestions, so I don’t need to kill Courtney to secure my rights to the title. Now, if you’ve never read any of ‘Dropcloth Angels’, you likely couldn’t give a rat’s butt either way, so I’ll leave this question out there for any Zaniacs or Zoephobes: Do you think my dark and oft times nasty tale of a whore on the run from a froot loop loving cannibal with a kindergarten crush could flourish under a new banner?

I asked the three wise men for their opinions, and they rode the vote to a stand-still. Skully says he doesn’t like change, because it’s all ‘changey and stuff’; Mortimer says yes, just so long as he gets to name the sequel; and the imp in my keyboard can’t decide whether he hates both names, or just me.

Any opinions on the matter will be weighed seriously.

Okay, semi-seriously. But I won’t laugh. Much.