Here's another poem that makes my day better. They just don't write them like they used to.
Monday, March 23, 2009
The Raven
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Darkness There, But Something More...

I love vampires. I always have as long as I can remember. When I was a kid when all the other girls were reading cutesy teen books, I sunk my teeth into Anne Rice and Bram Stoker. That was my kind of novel! Forget fairy tales and happy endings, this was so much more.
Here I am, almost twenty years later and nothing's changed, only a more developed sense of the genre, a better defining of my pallet. Sure I gobble up the vampire media still, but I'm a tad more discriminating. I like the dark stories, not the pretty shining ones. They annoy me to no end.
I have written more than a dozen vampire tales of my own inspired by the tales I read so long ago that never left me. Hopefully someday they will emerge from the darkness where they were born.
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