I'm gonna try to get in on the ground floor here, and hope to preempt some of the whinging and angsting about just how "horrible" Twilight is:AhumbleKnight said:I will second you on "Carpe Jugulum". That was a really good vampire story.
On a side note. My wife descided to write a vampire story after reading Twilight. Her reasons? TO SHOW THE STUPID ***** HOW IT IS DONE. She hates Twilight as much as the rest of us.
Get the hell over it... And tell your wife
I get that a lot of us have a conception of the "right" way to write vampires, and the "right" way to formulate a story about them. We also know what a "real" vampire is like, and that Twilight vampires are just silly. Sunlight kills vampires, right, not makes them "sparkle".
I'm gonna lay down some truth here, in the hopes that we can ride straight past that crap.
1. The first vampire romance novel (Vampyre, by John William Polidori) predates Dracula by a good couple of decades. Yes, that's right, vampires were seductive and romantic for a while before they were predatory badasses.
2. The whole "sunlight kills" wasn't in the original Dracula, or in any of the mythos surrounding vampires pre-20th century. It was a misinterpretation of the original silent Nosferatu film, in which the title monster has sex with Mina who gave herself willingly to protect Jonathan. Her love and sacrifice make the Nosferatu disappear in the morning, not the sunlight.
3. Vampires as an allegory for sexual morality and ethics has existed for a long time. They were always fundamentally morality tales, and it's only very recently that we've used them as stand-ins for the type of brooding anti-hero that we absolutely love.
4. There is no consistent mythos of vampire powers. Not a single goddamned one. And everyone writes them differently. Butcher's vampires, while awesome, are different from Hamilton's, Rices, Moores, and everyone else's. Stop treating it like there's a right way to write them
5. Vampires have long been transitioning from "awesome, vaguely evil, suave badasses" for a long time, and have been reinvented. They've been changed from the original "look how dangerous eastern morality is, and how bad it is for women to have sex promiscuously" to something more akin to "a man's struggle to reconcile his animalistic urges with his conscience and morality".
Dislike the books, but for the love of god stop harping on them. I hated Anne Rice's books, so melodramatic and stilted. I hated Laurel K. Hamilton's later books, and I find the Stookie Stackhouse series to be (esentially) "Anita Blake set more southern". But that doesn't mean I have to ***** about them at every opportunity.
I've never read the books, and I'll wager most people here haven't. So, here's my point: if we're hating something just because it's popular to hate it, to bash it, to say it's dumb, that makes us cowards. We want to "show the stupid ***** how it's done", pretending as though we're actually going to write something of any significant quality, or as though her books are so bad that anything can get published. It's a nice thing to say to ourselves, and it must make us feel good, but it fundamentally makes us a bunch of douchebags.