I’ll Meet You At WordCamp Sacramento 2018 (Yes, I’m a Speaker!)

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I will be speaking about personal blogging (i.e. non-commercial blogs like yours and mine,) the blogging community and keeping your unique blogger voice alive at the 2018 WordCamp Sacramento this September.

Yes, I am over the moon honored to have been chosen as a speaker. Note: I will be speaking under a different name. More on that later. 

As you all know, I’m passionate about my blog, your blog, and supporting each other. I’m passionate about creativity. I’m passionate about sharing. I’m passionate about you.

From the official WordCamp Sacramento site:

WordCamp Sacramento is a casual, locally organized conference happening September 15-16, 2018 that covers everything related to the world’s favorite platform: WordPress. Whether you’re brand new to WordPress, you use it casually, or you’re a seasoned professional, there is something for everyone at every skill level!

In its fourth year, the event will include a Beginner Track and two mixed tracks of sessions running concurrently on both Saturday, and three mixed tracks of sessions on Sunday.

Tickets go on sale in June.

For more official information click on this link: https://2018.sacramento.wordcamp.org


I’ll be talking more about blogging and the event as we get closer to September. In the meantime I’ve got to bug Vlad about getting his latest Vampire Diary post finished, and I have some book recommendations too (and a new summer feature for Wednesdays.)

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman


Yes, this is the place.

Two Years With The Vampire


Two years isn’t much time to spend with a Vampire, especially a Modern Vampire Maman.

I missed my anniversary. Not my wedding anniversary – that is May 3. I missed the anniversary of Vampire Maman. It was two years April 14.

Two years ago I had no idea… no idea at all that I’d have 780 posts up here. Check them out. Please, I mean it. Check out what you’ve missed. If you need suggestions let me know, or just a search on subjects. Check out the side bar to the left for links, suggestions and more about me and this blog.

My brother Max is up for the holiday. We’ve both been put through the ringer with our jobs. He hunts Vampire Hunters and I help fellow Vampires who are needing help navigating the world around them. And I have a husband, elders and kids to take care of – you all know how that is.

Max always asks about the blog. He doesn’t read it unless there is a short story I really want him to read. Family is like that. Don’t expect them to read what you write. Well, that is unless you’re a Werewolf. They’re such pack animals. If you write a grocery list in a Werewolf family everyone reads it. Pack mentality all the way.

Thank you everyone for following along and reading about my adventures, my bad poetry, my venting, my parenting advice, sketches, science, music, fiction, thoughts on most everything and all the rest. And even the occasional cat.

The next few months will bring more adventures about my Vampire brothers, my Vampire Teens, The Ghost and … you know, I don’t plan any of this out so I really have no idea.

What I do know is that I appreciate you, my readers, more than you could ever imagine.

And why yes, this is a parenting blog – or at least about my experiences as a parent. I believe I’ve done a pretty good job. My style is deliberate, thoughtful, loving, happy, full of humor and dead serious. Being a parent IS the most important job anyone, no matter who or WHAT you are can have.

Life is full of mystery and uncertainty. What you can be certain of is that if you talk with your kids, and do it a lot, they will continue to talk to you.

And if you see a Vampire don’t be afraid. For a pint of blood we’ll give you sweet dreams and a warm and fuzzy feeling that will last you a month. Or nightmares… in some cases… just some.

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman


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Vampire Maman


Blogging in an alternate universe and right at home…

As my kids grow older I find myself wondering more and more what I’m doing in all of those alternate universes where I took another road.

Blogging and writing is like that. I started a blog 4 months before this one (2 years ago.) I had plans for travel articles and wine reviews. It isn’t like I don’t travel or drink wine. God knows I drink plenty of wine and I’ve traveled quite a bit.

But on a two second whim I started this blog in this universe. It just happened. I didn’t think twice about it. But now I’ve thought a lot about it.

It is like what I’m doing now, sitting in a roller rink while my daughter practices pair skating with her partner. I hear a coach saying to another skater “I like your asshole.” And I think “What is he doing here?” Then I realize she said “I like your axle.”

Sometimes when I write in a public place I feel like I’m writing pornography. Except descriptive words come easier. But it seems so secret. One never tells anyone that one writes. It is letting them in on a secret that you only keep for your readers.

Then when they ask “What is your blog about?” I just say “parenting” or sometimes “musings.” One does not say “I write about Vampires, Zombies and Ghosts.” Then they ask me about Twilight as if I’m the expert on Stephanie Meyers. I only read the first book and half of the second and only because my daughter was reading them and she was only reading them because her friends were. Then they ask about Walking Dead. I’ve only seen it once and everyone shot everyone and wore brown clothing and yelled a lot. I like a little bit of color in my paranormal/horror/rotting flesh TV.

Hey I write about romance and relationships too.  But if I tell anyone about that they’ll give me a look like I just offered them a live slug on a Ritz cracker. Just read the blog I tell them…or maybe it would be better if they didn’t.

I’m not dissing Twilight and Walking Dead – just using them as examples of popular culture.

I don’t even know what my blog is about. I tried to have regular features but got as far as Short Story Sunday, which by the way will resume shortly.

Friday’s are always busy and don’t even have my head wrapped around the whole Valentine thing, even thought I said February would be all about romance. I say a lot of things.

I went to my friend Jack’s office for lunch. After I’ve taken my fangs out of his neck along with a pint of blood he asked me “What are you thinking?” Then he ran his finger down the side of my face. His lips brushed mine. I closed my eyes.  “You’re cold” he whispered.

I’m always cold. But his question threw me off. I was thinking about my next blog post and landscaping stones for the front yard and filling my car up with gas and the price of tea in China… if you get the drift. I’m a busy mom and my mind is always busy. I looked at him with a slight smile and said “I was thinking about you.”

As a Vampire you are a born liar (like a cat.) That isn’t a good thing or a bad thing. It is just a thing. Just like being a writer – you tell a certain truth, even if it might be the truth, say in an alternate universe. You’re only a liar if you tag your work “non-fiction” or if you’re an asshole, but that is another story. Ask Oprah about it.

That is why we have allegories and metaphors and fables and parables and tall tales and the infamous math story problems. We express our lives and experiences through stories. We teach through stories.

So I’m talking with Jack, now out of my own thoughts. He knows what I am. And I know what he is (a lawyer and my friend, no blood sucker jokes please.) We have a symbiotic relationship. Just like an artist and a piece of paper. Like a writer and her reader. Now I know my husband would really laugh and roll his eyes if he read this but he usually isn’t one of my readers. His attitudes on things tends to be much different than mine.

So I’m talking with Jack, now out of my own thoughts. Small talk. Quiet intimate talk of two close friends. I tell him to keep the shades closed for just a few more minutes as I lay back in the dark on his comfortable leather couch. I watch him as he puts back on his shirt but leaves off the tie. After all it is Friday. He doesn’t have any meetings for the rest of the day. I notice how handsome he looks as he brushes his hair off of his forehead and smiles at me again.

“Is that how a lioness look at her prey?” He asks, half joking and half not.

“No,” I say, “a lioness looks at you as a dead thing that will soon be gone. I see you first as a friend. I’d never hurt you. But I could if I wanted to.”

This is dirty talk for Vampires.

So I’m sitting in the dark of the roller rink, only the floor with the skaters is lit up. Only the artistic skaters are practicing. This is no public session but serious sport. With any luck it might even be in the 2020 Olympics.

And I keep writing with ten minutes to go until practice ends. All the while my brain is moving on to other writing projects and what we’ll be doing tonight and Olympic skating and my husband maybe taking off his shirt…

But practice is over so it is time to go and muse again another day. Hell, I’m always musing – at least when I’m not laughing.

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman


SPAM SPAM SPAM – not a tasty subject

I’m sure all of my fellow bloggers have been getting a lot of SPAM lately (ok always) but thank goodness for those of us using WordPress the SPAM filters are working overtime keeping the weird stalking robots off of our public comments.

Below is an article about some of the weird comments and just general thoughts of a blogger I thought you’d find amusing.

I know it is off subject for this blog (no Vampires, books, poetry, etc), but, oh well.


Click here for the complete article:  http://westcoastreview.wordpress.com/2012/12/08/ive-been-getting-a-lot-of-spam-lately-and-fortunately-thanks-to-wordpress-it-is-filtered-out/

Beauty from a Girl’s Point of View – A Birds Eye View

Even vampire girls have sweet dreams, hopes and desires. We know what it is like to be different. We know what it is like to be girls.

The link here is to “A Bird’s Eye View”, one of the most beautiful blogs, content wise, and visually.

Embrace your girlhood and memories and dreams, if only for a night.


Sweet Dreams,

Warm Embraces,

Happy Endings,

Hugs and Kisses,

~ Juliette