Twilight. I’ve always thought that was a captivating word. Right up there with gloaming and dusk. Maybe it’s their dark personas. Perhaps tied to my desire to disappear into the shadows. It’s a good word.

But then came this whole Twilight vampire thing. Now I hear the word and all I can see are the expressionless faces of Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart. I’m not even concerned by whether the movies or the books were good or bad. It’s those vacant faces.

They haunt me whenever I even think the word twilight. They’re not haunting because they’re haunting. They’re haunting because they are nothing. They contain nothing. They’re not even darkness. They’re a void.

But how do you take a word back from such a black hole of nothing? It’s not like I’m Justin Timberlake who can bring sexy back. I cannot bring twilight back. I can only hope the vision fades.

But maybe there’s hope. I need to find a way to attach a stronger image to twilight. If I can’t dispel the vacant faces of Pattinson and Stewart, perhaps I can be override them, like plastering a band poster over another band poster.

Where will I find such a strong image? One that won’t run from the power of their nothingness.

Scary clowns, an evil Santa, Mary Poppins, Batman, anything, anyone. Help me Obi Wan, you are my only hope.

I will take twilight back. Maybe not today, but soon and for the rest of my life. I will take it back for everyone.