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Titles are hard. Trying to encapsulate your year's labour in one to four words is like herding cats.
My pet peeve is not length or brevity, but uncertainty. What on earth IS it? Whodunit, vampires, cookbook? No idea, why bother wasting effort trying to find out.
It's made worse by the use of generic stock photo covers which are also more or less unrelated to content (and sometimes the same photo appears on more than one book).
For obscurity and inanity in titles, it's hard to go past some of the late E Phillips Oppenheim:
Ambrose Lavendale, Diplomat
Moran Chambers Smiled
Sir Adam Disappeared
The Terrible Hobby of Sir Joseph Londe, Bart.
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