A few quotes from “Vampire Conspiracy”

I’m currently working on “Vampire Conspiracy”, the second novel of the “Vampire Syndrome” trilogy. A few glimpses into what awaits you:

  • “Welcome to Romania,” Stacy announces over the intercom. I hope this isn’t “welcome to my death.”
  • Damien leads us down the metal stairs. He points to a big black car and says “Dorel loaned me a CL65 AMG.” Funny, it looks like a Mercedes to me.
    • “Having second thoughts, Jack?”
      “First thoughts, actually.”
  • A face of stunning beauty and ravenous terror. An elegant destroyer of nations.
    • Congratulations, Jack. You’re now a literary critic. Of course, you’ll have to get in line behind the three hundred-plus other critics who said the exact same thing.
  • Count Dracula may have had a cool castle, but we have dishwashers. In the movie, Dracula made dinner for that one guy. It would really suck to be Dracula and have to wash your guests’ dishes in the sink after they ate dinner.
  • The mental image of Count Dracula washing dishes refuses to leave my head…




    A great review of a book many haven’t read in years, which is precisely the reason why they should read it! It’s not a coincidence that the first words in the prologue of Vampire Syndrome are “Dear Diary.”

    Runnin Off at the Mouth....


    The name immediately conjours up fantastical images personal to each of us.

    I first read Dracula in high school. I’ve since read it four times: first, third, and fourth times in the version to the left (Dell, ISBN 0-440-92148-1), and the second time an abridged version (by Nora Kramer) put out by Scholastic Books Services (curiously no ISBN is to be found on the book), third printing, August 1975. Since I’m working my own novel manuscript, it has taken me a while to get through it (about 40 days). I started it a week before Hallowe’en. I’ve been wanting to reread it again for years.

    And so refreshing a re-reading it was!

    Dracula is so well done, and is written from a point of view (POV) that is “outside the [vampiric] box,” pardon the pun. I love how it’s not a straightforward, real-time POV, that the story is woven together through an after-the-fact presentation of diaries…

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    Vampire Love: Thinking Outside The Coffin

    Vampire Love: Thinking Outside The Coffin
    ©May 12, 2011 By: Daven Anderson

    Love. The vampire genre is full of “love.” Bookstore shelves are on the brink of collapsing under the weight of an army of paranormal romance titles. Servers for e-books are filled with terabytes of bodice-ripping hunks with fangs.

    And therein lies the genre’s biggest problem.

    Vampires are, by definition, outsiders. Thus, their experiences of love should also diverge from the normal world. Their dealings with love should be the opposite of the usual “category romance with a sprinkling of paranormal seasoning.” This ceaseless flood of cloned paranormal romance degrades Dracula, debases Bathory, ultimately creating a horde of readers that will never touch the spine of a book with the word “vampire” in the title. Can you blame them?

    One of my main motivations for writing is to correct this sad situation.

    My character Damien was fourteen years old when he met Lilith, an attractive redhead who appeared nineteen. She was actually a fifty-five year old vampire. Lilith did not bother to inform Damien in advance that consummating their attraction would transform him into a vampire. Even though they are soul mates, and he has remained with her for over 250 years, Damien has never forgiven her for failing to tell him what he would become. This is the reason why Damien seeks solace in the arms of his mistresses, in spite of his wife Lilith’s habit of killing them.

    The reason why Lilith didn’t tell Damien is that her first husband didn’t tell her she would become a vampire, either. And Lilith didn’t mind a bit. She loves being a vampire. She sees it as empowerment and deliverance from a menial 18th-century life. Lilith doesn’t think anyone would, or should, ever object to becoming a vampire. Even if they weren’t told about it in advance.

    There are way too many books where you can read about a handsome male vampire at long last finding his human female soul mate. Once again, the time is ripe for an author to think outside the (coffin) box and bring the true “outcast” spirit of the vampire back from the, ahem, dead.

    What tales of love reside in my novel? Jack, a newly turned young vampire wanting the love of a family, guarded by a Gypsy vampire still mourning the loss of her loved ones. Damien, never forgiving his wife’s act of information omission, seeking comfort in mistresses. Power-hungry Lilith, killing those mistresses to regain control of the “bad boy” husband she loves.

    These are not the love stories in your typical dime-a-dozen paranormal paperback. These are the love stories of outsiders.

    The love stories of vampires.