Happy 165th Birthday Bram Stoker!
Since the age of around 5, I have had recurring dreams of vampires. They were and continue to be comforting to me. The first dream I had I remember the vampire changing into a bat and flying around my room. As I have grown, so have the dreams, but they still bring me comfort when I have them, even when they bite my neck!
I was 11 when my primary school librarian, who I had been badgering about vampire book for years, gave me a copy of Dracula, saying that she thought that I was old enough to understand it. (That woman introduced me to a lot of wonderful books and stories, cannot give enough thanks to her.)
Stoker was the first vampire mythology/universe that I read where the vampire was not pure evil and the anti-hero came into my consciousness. It also spurred me onto finding out more on the history of Transylvania (woohoo it existed), the Carpathian mountains and delve further into vampire mythos (no they DO NOT sparkle).
Thanks Bram...and I hope that you have a great birthday with the rest of the undead today!
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