I generally dislike first person novels
PS- Don't bother reading Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, it's written as a mystery. SPOILERS! Jekyll and Hyde are the same person.Hey, how did you know I was reading the version that crams Frankenstein, Dracula, and Dr. Jekyll in a single book?
hey
What if I read Carmilla?
Has anyone read the sequel, "Dracula The UnDead?" I bought it for a dollar somewhere while I was on tour and haven't read it yet. It was written by Stoker's grand nephew or something. I don't know if it's a good book or not, but I'm kind of looking forward to delving into it.
This book is nightmarishly boring (mem.: Don't read it again after you finish it once)"?
I was not alone. The room was the same, unchanged in any way since I came into it. I could see along the floor, in the brilliant moonlight, my own footsteps marked where I had disturbed the long accumulation of dust. In the moonlight opposite me were three young women, ladies by their dress and manner. I thought at the time that I must be dreaming when I saw them, they threw no shadow on the floor. They came close to me, and looked at me for some time, and then whispered together. Two were dark, and had high aquiline noses, like the Count, and great dark, piercing eyes, that seemed to be almost red when contrasted with the pale yellow moon. The other was fair, as fair as can be, with great masses of golden hair and eyes like pale sapphires. I seemed somehow to know her face, and to know it in connection with some dreamy fear, but I could not recollect at the moment how or where. All three had brilliant white teeth that shone like pearls against the ruby of their voluptuous lips. There was something about them that made me uneasy, some longing and at the same time some deadly fear. I felt in my heart a wicked, burning desire that they would kiss me with those red lips.It is not good to note this down, lest some day it should meet Mina's eyes and cause her pain, but it is the truth. They whispered together, and then they all three laughed, such a silvery, musical laugh, but as hard as though the sound never could have come through the softness of human lips. It was like the intolerable, tingling sweetness of waterglasses when played on by a cunning hand. The fair girl shook her head coquettishly, and the other two urged her on.
One said, "Go on! You are first, and we shall follow. Yours' is the right to begin."
The other added, "He is young and strong. There are kisses for us all."
I lay quiet, looking out from under my eyelashes in an agony of delightful anticipation. The fair girl advanced and bent over me till I could feel the movement of her breath upon me. Sweet it was in one sense, honey-sweet, and sent the same tingling through the nerves as her voice, but with a bitter underlying the sweet, a bitter offensiveness, as one smells in blood.
I was afraid to raise my eyelids, but looked out and saw perfectly under the lashes. The girl went on her knees, and bent over me, simply gloating. There was a deliberate voluptuousness which was both thrilling and repulsive, and as she arched her neck she actually licked her lips like an animal, till I could see in the moonlight the moisture shining on the scarlet lips and on the red tongue as it lapped the white sharp teeth. Lower and lower went her head as the lips went below the range of my mouth and chin and seemed to fasten on my throat. Then she paused, and I could hear the churning sound of her tongue as it licked her teeth and lips, and I could feel the hot breath on my neck. Then the skin of my throat began to tingle as one's flesh does when the hand that is to tickle it approaches nearer, nearer. I could feel the soft, shivering touch of the lips on the super sensitive skin of my throat, and the hard dents of two sharp teeth, just touching and pausing there. I closed my eyes in languorous ecstasy and waited, waited with beating heart.
oh god Ratty they're talking about the sailor.
More shenanigans with the wives plz.
edit: "oh noes Lucy went skimping down the road in her nighties again, I have to protect her chastity and make sure nobody finds out of this and hide all the evidence so rumors don't break out."
then why are you writing it down?
edit 2: Hmm, I wonder if Lucy is going to survive.
edit 3: Guess not.
but it seemed as though corruption had become itself corrupt.
One must keep in mind that Dracula was never regarded as a classic until it became popularized by Nosferatu (which essentially ripped it off.) A lot of comments in this topic about the dialogue and story being drawn out (despite the story not even being all that long) are spot-on, and all of the characters are rather flat as well, not to mention that the ending is anti-climatic. All of the scenes with the female vampires were great though.This is sort of...ill-informed.
This is sort of...ill-informed.
Nosferatu didn't rip off Dracula, it flat-out adapted it (Prana Films, the company that made it, sort of ripped off Bram Stoker's widow, but that's not the same thing). Nosferatu got brushed under the rug when Stoker's widow threw a fit, although there were plenty of copies out there. But the novel Dracula has never been out of print. Nope. Not even in those years between 1897 and the release of Nosferatu. So Stoker must have tapped into something.
I personally agree with Clive Barker's assessment of it- "It's a first rate late 19th-Century trashy novel". I think those reading it often go in with the wrong expectations.
Um, where in my post did I say that it went out of print? And last I checked, adapting a story without giving credit to the author (or in this case, the author's estate) qualifies as a rip-off.
And so you, like the others, would play your brains against mine. You would help these men to hunt me and frustrate me in my design! You know now, and they know in part already, and will know in full before long, what it is to cross my path. They should have kept their energies for use closer to home. Whilst they played wits against me, against me who commanded nations, and intrigued for them, and fought for them, hundreds of years before they were born, I was countermining them. And you, their best beloved one, are now to me, flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, kin of my kin, my bountiful wine-press for a while, and shall be later on my companion and my helper. You shall be avenged in turn, for not one of them but shall minister to your needs. But as yet you are to be punished for what you have done. You have aided in thwarting me. Now you shall come to my call. When my brain says "Come!" to you, you shall cross land or sea to do my bidding. And to that end this!
In A Glass Darkly is the collection that LeFanu originally published Carmilla in. Carmilla itself is fairly short.Oh, no. I just got the stand-alone version with the cover that looks kind of like the art style used on the cover of Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters. (http://www.amazon.com/Carmilla-Tragic-Love-Story-Sheridan/dp/1441436316/ref=sr_1_6?ie=UTF8&qid=1379130253&sr=8-6&keywords=carmilla)
Unfortunately Carmilla is a rather classy lesbian vampire book.
I was reading this book, and I tell you, it was horrible. It was all full of phonies. I swear to God, I never seen so many phonies in my stinkin life. It really made me depressed, but it was the kind of book that even though it makes you depressed, you need to go on reading. You would understand what I'm saying if you read. Anyway, that book was about some goddamn bastard kid who always disappoints his parents, and hates everybody but his sister and his dead brother. Of course he would say it's not true because he's a big phony. It kills me. All he does most of the time is horse around like a ten year old. He seriously needs to grow up. If you read it you'd want to puke. And the worst part is that the book just ends with the most stupid ending and you don't even know what in the hell happened to that kid. And it's not even like you care anyway because it's a stupid story but I still kinda like the boy. I don't know why. I'm crazy. I kill myself sometimes.
Unfortunately Carmilla is a rather classy lesbian vampire book.
I have the Strike Freedom
get out.
And the really sad thing she was able to get the same point across when she was writing Tombs of Atuan in the 1970's in a way where it integrated into an actual plot with characters who act like rational human beings instead of walking political soapboxes.
Yeah but David Lynch made Dune hilarious.
I think I'm experiencing a lack of motivation toward reading Jurassic Park / 1984
I blame Tehanu.