How Shameful. How Predictable! How Insipid. And

I'm Always Looking, And I'm Always Asking Questions.

I Grabbed Her Ankle And Kissed It, And When I Looked Up I Saw Her Chin And Her Eyelashes As She Threw Back Her Head And Laughed.

Don't Bend; Don't Water It Down; Don't Try To Make It Logical; Don't Edit Your Own Soul According To The Fashion. Rather, Follow Your Most Intense Obsessions Mercilessly. Only If You Do That Can You Hope To Make The Reader Feel Every Particle Of What You, The Writer, Have Known And Feel Compelled To Share."---forward To Kafka's Short Stories

As A Child, I Saw This Beautiful Film, Dracula's Daughter, And It Was With Gloria Holden And Was A Sequel To The Original Dracula. It Was All About This Beautiful Daughter Of Dracula Who Was An Artist In London, And She Felt Drinking Blood Was A Curse. It Had Beautiful, Sensitive Scenes In It, And That Film Mesmerized Me. It Established To Me What Vampires Were—these Elegant, Tragic, Sensitive People. I Was Really Just Going With That Feeling When Writing Interview With The Vampire. I Didn't Do A Lot Of Research.

Vampires Always Order Hot Drinks. They Aren't Going To Drink Them; But They Can Feel The Warmth And Smell Them If They're Hot, And That Is So Good.