Choosing a title for my Jewish conversion memoir is like picking a tattoo: intensely personal. But unlike a tattoo, it’s on display for everyone to judge in an instant. Or maybe it’s more like naming a golem you’ve created—one you’ve spent ages with, puzzled over, and corrected It’s a strange challenge: how do you name a story about "becoming Jewish" for every reason except religion? I needed a title that summed up a year of identity experiments and "pretending" without sound
