"What the fuck did I start?"
Between the glittery tweeny emo nonsense of the "Twilight" series and the loons out there who believe themselves to be vampires (to the point of get fangs capped to their teeth) people are nuts with vampires. And not "real vampires" in the sense of ancient folklore but the romanticised vampires of Anne Rice.
She's got to be looking t them and saying, "Geeze, people. All I did was write a damn book. Get over yourselves.
Or even Bram Stoker has to be shaking his head and going, "Sheesh, people."
Between the glittery tweeny emo nonsense of the "Twilight" series and the loons out there who believe themselves to be vampires (to the point of get fangs capped to their teeth) people are nuts with vampires. And not "real vampires" in the sense of ancient folklore but the romanticised vampires of Anne Rice.
She's got to be looking t them and saying, "Geeze, people. All I did was write a damn book. Get over yourselves.
Or even Bram Stoker has to be shaking his head and going, "Sheesh, people."