What’s in a Name? 

Names are a funny thing. Ever introduced yourself to someone who immediately shortens your name? This happens to me regularly and it’s so annoying. Why do people do that? 

My name is Moxie McMurder, it was my roller derby name and I’ve stuck with it. 

It’s unique and it catches people’s eye, I can’t tell you how many opportunities have come my way purely from people being interested in the woman behind the name! I’m proud of my name and what I’ve accomplished with that name. 

Me wearing skates to work for Sport Relief back in 2012

Everything I write goes under this name and recently someone I was considering working with on a project with, questioned my name. He asked if I would consider using a different pseudonym or being published anonymously. 

I’ll be honest, his reaction spun me out. Was this the Fraud Police knocking on my door? Did this mean no one would ever take me seriously with a name like mine?

I explained that I use the name Moxie McMurder for everything I publish but he kept on, heavily implying that my name was not something he wanted to be associated with. Perhaps he felt it was childish or unprofessional, I’m not sure but all I kept thinking was, ITS MY NAME!

I ended up pulling out of the project because I felt so uncomfortable. My anxiety spiked, I was annoyed and suddenly I was having an identity crisis. It was all so unexpected. 

I remember putting my phone down, having a total wig out, talking it through with a couple of close friends, then going to bed. I lay there going over and over the conversation. Thankfully a couple of other people in the conversation complimented my name and because they work in the same field as this guy it helped validate me. Sad but true. 

Whenever I feel insecure about my chosen pseudonym I tell myself that if Diablo Cody can win an Oscar. I can be a writer called Moxie McMurder.

Looking back do I regret backing out of the project? No. Did I overreact? Maybe. My sense of self shouldn’t be knocked so badly by one guy’s comments. But I’m glad I didn’t allow myself to be talked into something I wasn’t comfortable with. 

That’s something worth celebrating. 

Moxie McMurder 

The Badass Manifesto


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