Invasion of Privacy is a fine name for my piece of writing that’s just come out in all eight magazines of the Weston Magazine Group.  I’ve thought for a long time about what would be a good title for my memoir, knowing that my working name, “The Invasion” probably wouldn’t cut it with a publisher.  For at least four years after the events that I write about, I felt as if I’d been invaded, my home taken over as I was threatened with terrible things, as a result of my husband’s arrest.  Invasion of Privacy resonates with me today.  It’s a good title, especially for right now.