Indigo started out as "Escobar Eskimo," which sent my sister, Janet, into a lather. She was always the smarter one of us two. She told me that a big-time Colombian drug dealer named Pablo ESCOBAR had just been arrested, so unless I wanted my adventuring duo to be synonymous with cocaine, I had better change his name! She also scolded me for using the ethnically incorrect term "eskimo."
That radically changed my book, considering that now everything that rhymed with "Escobar" or "Eskimo," had to now rhyme with "Indigo" or "Inuit." Already I was in over my head.