Sometimes I like the idea of being a Vampire better than actually being a Vampire.
The media portrays us as either cold stone killers, or some sort of romantic society of immortals in black glam clothing. It just isn’t like that.
I can’t tell you how many times Vampires I know have expressed the wish for a drive-thru window for blood or even a nice warm neck or wrist. We all know that isn’t going to ever happen.
When we need something fresh we can’t just have something in the pantry. No really, we don’t keep live people around for food. No Vampire in his or her right mind has done that for centuries. Not only is it illegal, but it is kind of icky too.
My eldest child, now at home for the summer, has a sensitivity to the sun, as do most of us. His is extreme. Add to that the fact that he goes to college in a beach town. Sign. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had to go pick him up from school.
I mean, the advantages far outweigh the disadvantages for most Vampires, but sometimes it would be nice just to feel a little bit warm and a little bit more alive. Then again…you’ll never hear me complaining that I’m bored.
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman