You know, the first rated R movie I ever saw was Lost Boys. One of the first horror novels I read was Stephen King's 'Salem's Lot. (not the very first, that would be Amityville Horror, which started me on a long path of scary novels....)
My senior year of high school, I wrote a 10-page thesis paper on Vampires.
It's a bit of an obsession. And I've always thought vampires were way sexy... I remember harboring a huge crush on Chris Sarandon in Fright Night.
It's been quite a lot of fun, exploring vampires from many different views. I've written a full length vampire novel (Blood Sight) who falls in love with the one woman who is immune to a vampire's supernatural charisma.
In my m/m/f story, Synchronous Rotations, I got to explore the point of view of a vampire who simply can't find a decent meal...
In a reimagined 1890's London, where steam-driven airships rule the skies and monsters roam the streets, Duncan Farnsworth is discovering that being a vampire is not exactly good for his chances of finding love, continuing the family line, or getting a bite to eat. Maneuvering his way around a sarcastic butler, his spinster sister, a run-in with an amorous werewolf, and finally confronted by a dead soldier and a French airship captain, Duncan finally finds exactly what he is thirsting for.
Duncan Farnsworth, the Earl Leveret, stripped off his gloves and deposited them in his hat. "Do you know, Jamison," he said to his butler, "what the absolute worst thing is about being dead?" The sun was skimming the horizon. Another few minutes and he might have had some unpleasantness. Jamison closed the heavy door behind his master and Duncan shuddered with relief.
"I fear you are about to tell me, sir," his butler replied, entirely uninterested.
"It is simply this: being deceased has done nothing to improve the quality of my social engagements."
"Perhaps, sir," Jamison said, ushering his lord into the parlor and folding the rain-damp coat over one arm, "you should lay down and play dead with slightly more conviction."
"Sarcasm is a terrible trait in a butler, you do realize that, don't you, Jamison?"
"Of course, sir," Jamison said. His parsimonious mouth creased slightly, one eyebrow lifted the most minute of degrees. For Jamison, this was high emotion. Duncan stared. "One might say vampirism is a highly undesirable trait in one's master."
"But surely, not you. You would never say such a thing."
"Of course not, sir."
Lynn Townsend is a geek, a dreamer and an inveterate punster. When not reading, writing, or editing, she can usually be found drinking coffee or killing video game villains. Lynn's interests include filk music, romance novels, octopuses, and movies with more FX than plot.