“Unveiling Identity: How Names Bind Us in Kate Lu Sedor’s Captivating Exploration”
Still, on most days, I don’t mind much. Perhaps that’s because I’ve built myself a sort of trapdoor, my own method of having it both ways: Although my legal last name is Sedor, I still publish under Lu.
Like that national writing award won so long ago, the first of my fiction to appear in print bore my unmarried name. After my wedding, it seemed silly to do anything differently, and besides, the vain part of me liked the idea of having “Kate Lu” on a book cover, short and crisp, hopefully memorable. More than that, I wondered: If I had seen more names like mine on dust jackets and spines, endpapers and author biographies, how much less torturous would my own writing journey have been? How much less pained would I feel now, still so often floundering around within the identity I have finally cobbled together over all these years?
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