Vampires, those nocturnal creatures from the night that stir my soul to write and pull my eyes to every book or movie I can find about them. I don't have one particular flavor of vampire that appeals to my senses. From the old black and white movie of Nosferatu, to the sparkly Edward, and my overwhelming obsession of Eric Northman, they all appeal to me in some form or another. My love of reading about these blood drinking demonic souls, whether they prefer human blood or animal, has been present since I was old enough to understand why triggered my need for entertainment value.
The incredible writings of Anne Rice, Charlaine Harris, JR Ward, and Stephanie Meyers have kept me up more nights than I would like to reveal. When their books would touch my hands it was as if I were possessed to read every last word before I could put them down. When a show would air about my favorite undead I would find myself biting at the bit to watch it as quickly as possible for fear that the magic might disappear if I missed their grand entrance.
When Dracula found Mina the first time in Bram Stokers Dracula I felt as if my heart would melt. I know I should have been thinking about what he did to her best friend, but she should have been better prepared. The vampires are always the heroes to me and obviously can do no wrong. It's not their fault that they are damned! I also have no issue making the humans at fault even when they get drained for being in the presence of the mighty vampire when they were dying from lack of blood.
Over the years the vampires have become more beautiful it seems but even the ones like Chris Sarandon in Fright Night, was beautiful after he turned into a horrific monster. Now a few of the vampire shows have remained true to Nosferatu form like 30 Days of Night. I'll take those vampires just as easily as the ones that are incredibly sexy.
Whether they walk around in the daylight with special rings like on the Vampire Diaries, or are confined to the coffin it just really doesn't matter to me. I could spend the rest of my life trying to understand just what the allure of the vampire is, but does it really matter? As long as people keep writing about these beautiful creatures that walk the earth for eternity, I'll keep reading. As long as Hollywood and the Indie's like Vampire Mob continue to make great shows about them, I'll keep watching.
I can definitely say that I've mesmerized by Vampires. Call me an addict, or a vampire groupie it makes little difference to me. They have drawn me in and mesmerized my mind and I'm loving every single minute of it. So keep on writing, keep on casting, I'll be at the bookstore or in front of my television watching, or paying outrageous prices at the theater just to fulfill my addiction! Thank you for keeping my blood lust alive.