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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