What I needed was an exciting name and I would give myself one. I was reading a book where the heroine's name was Adrienne. I printed that as my first name. Now what would go well with Adrienne? I peered over my shoulder at the little girl in back of me. Her name was Mary Frances Carroll. Frances...I thought. No, that's not exotic enough. Francine. Francine. That was beautiful. I printed in: FRANCINE.