Woot!  Woot!  I’m all that and a bag of chips—expensive chips too, not the cheap kind.  Imported chips maybe, something not available at the neighborhood five-and-dime.

‘The darkness’ now has a name.  They’re no longer just a state of luminescence.  It’s more than that now, and they’ll be thrilled, I’m sure.

I’m not saying what it is at this point as I want to keep it under wraps until I’m ready to share it publicly (I don’t want the word copied by anyone for any purpose).  Rest assured I think you’ll like it.  And it describes them well, in my opinion at least, even though it’s not really a word.

There’s no great certainty at this moment, but the name is probably going to be the title of the book.  Maybe.  Or something like that.

I do know for certain the final work will not be called Darkness Comes to Kingswell since I think that name is a bit predictive and childish in some way, a cheap explanation of the story before it matters.  If the new name for ‘the darkness’ becomes the title, it’ll either be just the word or the word preceded by “The”—but I think it will probably just be the word itself if I go that route.  And I’m strongly leaning in that direction.

Oh, and it’s not really a word you couldn’t make up on your own.  It’s a combination of two words put together in a way that’s never been done before, and one of which is used in a way that’s not really grammatically correct.  I’m now an English blasphemer.  How will I ever get over the embarrassment?

I think I’ll manage.

Sorry to be so immature and vague with my excitement.  I’ve been mulling over a name for them/it since I finished the original short story, and this one popped into my head yesterday and really seemed to capture the essence of the darkness.  Hopefully you’ll feel the same way and won’t hate it.