The Rally

Andy stood in the dark on his back patio looking at the night sky.  He sang softly to himself, barely audible.

L’amour est un oiseau rebelle
Que nul ne peut apprivoiser,
Et c’est bien in vain qu’on l’appelle
S’il lui convient de refuser.
Rien n’y fait, menace ou prière.
L’un parle bien, l’autre se tait.
Et c’est l’autre que je préfère.
Il n’a rien dit mais il me plait.

Turning around he found his brother Max standing by the French doors that lead to the patio. Andy in his jeans and white dress shirt was in stark contrast to Max’s all black, mostly leather ensemble.

Max smiled. “I’m still in awe of the beauty of your voice baby brother.”

Andy gave Max a bro hug. “Thanks. You worked tonight?”

“I’m keeping the world safe for Vampires everywhere.”

“And you’re greatly appreciated by all of us.”

Max was a hunter of Vampire Hunters. Andy was an opera singer. Both were Vampires. And they were brothers, with the same chestnut brown hair and hazel eyes that could go pitch black on demand.

“Tonight,” Max began, “I was off from work and looking for a bite to eat, and I ended up in an alleyway with an incredibly angry woman.”

“Were you going to…”

“No. I’d passed some sort of event, I think it was a rally of some sort. People were mingling outside and it looked like fun. Then one of them called me a faggot when I walked by.”

“What an asshole.”

“It doesn’t matter. At least it didn’t then. You know I’ve never cared what they think. I’m not one of them.”

“You’re the most standoffish Vampire I know.”

“Like I said I’m not one of them. But tonight was different. She got to me.”

Andy smiled. “She? Love?”

“No. Of course not. I turned the corner into an alley, and there stood a woman, alone. Someone yelled, “You’re a cunt Lila. You know that? Would you rather hang with a bunch of fucking rug munchers and queers?” She didn’t respond to him.

She looked me straight in the eyes and said, “Have you ever known what it is like to be different? To be hated? Do you know what it is like to feel hated for not hating?”

Not a single warm blooded human has ever asked me that. “Why were you there?” I asked her. I wanted to know what would have convinced her to be at such an event.

“A couple of coworkers asked me along. One of them has a friend I kind of liked. I thought it would be interesting. I had no idea how interesting. It was like going back to 1930’s Germany. The guy, that asshole who yelled at me was dating the girl I liked. I didn’t know.” She looked at me in an odd way. “Why were you there?”

“I wasn’t there.” I told her. “I just got off from work. I was just passing by, on my way to get a bite to eat. There’s a wine bar a few blocks from here. Please join me. We can talk.” As we left the alley there were more jeers. I turned to the men and gave them the most awful visions. One fell on the ground clutching his stomach. Andy, you would have been proud of me.”

“So tell me about her,” said Andy. “What did you talk about? Did you talk?”

“We talked for about three hours. She asked me if I was gay.”

“Did you tell her your preferences?”

“That I am attracted to both, but mainly women? Yes. She didn’t blink and eye.”

“Then what?”

“We talked. Then we walked for a while. I drove her home. Then I kissed her cheek. She didn’t even mention that my lips were cold or my eyes had gone almost black in color. It wasn’t romantic, but I’m going to watch after her. She might not know it, but she’ll never be alone, or unsafe.”

“What about dinner? Was it her?”

“No, some guy in the bathroom of the bar. It was fast and easy.”

Andy didn’t ask the reason for the rally and Max didn’t mention it.

About an hour later, on the drive home, Max watched the sunrise through the rain. He tried not to think too much about the night. He could have killed the men who called him names and yelled at Lila, but he didn’t. There was a lot he could have done, but instead he decided to perform the rare act of listening. Just listening.

After dropping his clothes on a chair he texted a Vampire woman he was trying not to fall in love with and asked her to come over. Then he climbed into bed and closed his eyes to the new day.


~ End


Note: I wrote this after listening to my teenager talk about what is going on in the news and the bigotry and hate and sheer ignorance we hear coming out of so many public mouths. This is a quickly written sort story, and not great literature (or even a great story) but I hope you understand the meaning behind it. Haters are going to hate but wouldn’t it be nice if they didn’t hate and didn’t spread that hate to others. It is something we all must think about if we value our freedoms and the future of our children (who are usually smarter than we are.) ~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman.


An Editorial Opinion from Vampire Maman

I will have my usual Friday post later today after I find something to write about… Of course usual isn’t the word I usually use around here. Maybe “unusual” is more fitting.

This week has been heart breaking and mind numbing for all of us who have opinions and value freedom and have half a brain in our heads.

Then I thought of my own work.

There have been times when I’ve had second thoughts about posting something because I didn’t want to offend someone. I didn’t want to offend anyone because they might leave a nasty comment or them might stop following Vampire Maman.

Well, that was stupid.

Most of the time when I’ve posted my offending posts I’ve received a flood of support. I am not alone. You are here with me. You are not alone because I’m here. 

I’ve also had people attack me because I write this blog with a Vampire POV. Those who don’t follow this blog or read it don’t know what it is all about. They just attack. What a bunch of assholes. But it makes me mad – not just for me but for anyone who is attacked for writing their own thing.

If you don’t like Vampires, kids, bad poetry, typos (that I fix later), my opinions, Werewolves or romance – then shut the fuck up and get off my blog. Why do you even care? Why does it make you angry that I write something so odd and out there that hardly anyone reads it anyway? What makes you hate so much? You don’t even know me. You’ve never even taken the time to read my work.

Why do some people hate everyone who writes about Vampires? This isn’t Twilight folks. This is Vampire Maman.

Hey, even I don’t like the Twilight books but I’m not going to waste my time hating on it. If you like them then good for you. I’m fine with that. If you don’t like something then don’t read it.

But this isn’t about me. It is about everyone. It is about ALL OF US. 

My advice for bloggers

  • If you write it post it.
  • If you feel it post it.
  • If you draw it post it.
  • If you love it post it.
  • If you are afraid you’ll offend someone post it.
  • If you think it is great then by all means post it.
  • If you think it might be stupid or silly go ahead and post it.

Support other bloggers, artists, writers, and all who value the freedom of personal expression. 

Do what you love.

Never be afraid.


~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman


Go ahead, call me out – I write about Vampires and Romance and I’ll kick your ass!

Alright, I have to admit I wrote that headline to get your attention.

I should have written “Haters are going to hate” or “Read whatever you want – I don’t care.”

This morning I glanced at an article on a well-known news website about Romance writers. It was interesting. It was fun. The writer mentioned the male models who grace the covers with their splendid bodies. Fun stuff. At least it was fun until I scrolled down to all of the rude and snarky comments from those who “don’t like romance.”

OK assholes, if you don’t like Romance DON’T READ IT. If you don’t like Vampires, Erotica, Popular Fiction, Mysteries, Suspense, Zombies, Ghosts, Westerns, Werewolves, Dragons, Fantasy, Time Travel, Medical Drama, Travel Logs, Lumberjack Drama, Amish Adventures, Magical Realism or any other genre type of book then DON’T READ IT.”

I have a secret for you…all the stuff you waste your time hating on isn’t going away.

Get a life. Be happy for a change.

Haters are going to hate. If they don’t hate Romance and Vampires they’ll find something else (like kittens and puppies.)

Don't hate us because we're cute.

Don’t hate us because we’re cute.

If we all liked the same thing all of the time the world would indeed be a boring place.

I write ROMANCE. Not like Nicholas Sparks (who graduated from our high school) or like Nora Roberts or like the authors with wildly sexy long haired men on the covers of their books – but I do write Romance and romantic themes.

I also write about VAMPIRES. Everybody loves to hate on people who write about Vampires. My Vampire stories aren’t like those of Stephanie Meyers or Anne Rice or any number of other authors who write about blood sucking creatures, but that is OK. Viva la blood sucking difference. It is all OK. Don’t get all weird about it. Jeez.

In an alternate universe under a different name I write about other things. I write about things that aren’t Gothic or Paranormal or even weird. Well, sometimes weird and sometimes romantic, but different. But different is good. We all need different. We all have our own normal.

And we all need to be able to be FREE to READ and WRITE whatever we want without being hassled about it by haters.

Kissed by a Vampire

To all of you insecure genre haters: JUST STOP IT. CUT IT OUT. GO AWAY. For heaven’s sake try to smile for a change.

Remember too that haters don’t just stop at Vampires. They pretty much hate everything and everyone given the opportunity. What a sad and pathetic way to live.

My kids talk about haters. We laugh about it sometimes. Sometimes we can’t figure it out. Sometimes we just figure that haters are just nasty trolls who try to use negativity to attempt to make themselves look good. Unfortunately for haters this sort of behavior only makes them look bad.

Talk to your kids about haters. I’m sure they’ve already met someone who has told them “Only dorks read the Boxcar Children books.” Ugh. Or “You’re morbid if you read The Fault in Our Stars.”

That’s all. Thanks for listening to me vent and rant.

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman


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Like whatever you like because haters are going to hate no matter what.

Halloween is coming so I was writing on the darker side of Vampires and those evil Vampires who have no souls etc etc etc, but I’ve had something else on my mind today.

We all have things we like or don’t like. Heaven knows I’ve voiced my biased preferences on this blog. But I’m trying to be kinder and gentler and nicer.

But I’ve been wondering why haters gotta hate. You know the type, they invade online groups, break room conversations, politics, cocktail party conversations. They spew their opinions on what they HATE and why anyone is WRONG for liking it or even putting up with it.

I am starting to tend to stay away from online “writing” forums but I drop in occasionally just for kicks and grins. Most are pretty friendly but one group has a guy who hates all things to do with Vampires and now he hates Zombies too. Of course all of the other writers (it is a Horror group) tell him in nice and intelligent ways to shut the F__K up.  But I wonder why he goes on his tirades. What sort of unhappy bitter person has to hate Vampires so much to expend his time and energy on the subject over and over and over. If you don’t like Vampires don’t go out at night. Or don’t read Vampire books or Vampire blogs or watch Vampire movies and TV shows – duh dude. It isn’t that difficult.

Unfortunately the really scary thing about haters is they tend to be bullies. That is sick and sad and unfortunate. Nobody likes a hater or a bully.

TV is a big item for people to hate because of the abundance of paranormal and fantasy programs.  Most TV is pretty stupid but it is also fun. It is a way to relax.

At my house we just pile on the couch under blankets and watch and talk and rewind and talk and watch and talk about how bad the writing is or how good it is. But it is just for fun.

For example…

I’m from Sacramento, California. I was born here and I still live in the Sacramento area. Stay with me while I tell a silly story and then maybe get to the point of it all. There is a TV show called The Mentalist. It takes place in Sacramento. The main character is a guy who used to be a physic con man named Patrick Jane. He is played by Simon Baker. Simon Baker is just about as handsome as a human can get. And he is Australian which always adds to the attractive part (I don’t know why, it just does,) I really like him in movies and he is in two of my favorite movies (another blog post).

Anyway, on the show they solve crime that the local police can’t solve. I suppose the writers thought that Sacramento would be a mild bland mid-sized city to have a TV show in. What they don’t realize is that Sacramento is like every single paranormal, X-files and Dexter show out there. We have a colorful and violent history to start with (gold rush, Donner party etc.) And we have had more than our share of serial killers in the general area, politicians, not to mention a large population of Vampires. On a good note Sacramento is one of the most ethnically diverse cities in the country. The weather is almost always perfect and people are really really nice here despite any weird stuff. And there are a lot of writers and artists here.

So back to the show…I had to watch it because it takes place in Sacramento.

Plot: A murder happens in Sacramento. They show the Tower Bridge (which is on the edge of Sacramento going over the Sacramento river between Yolo and Sacramento Counties. It was designed by the same guy who designed the Golden Gate Bridge.). Anyway there is a murder. So Patrick Jane and the detectives jump in a car and drive to see a guy who lives by the beach. It takes them about 15 minutes to get there. Wait, we’re about 90 miles from the ocean. But they get to a sunny warm beach that I KNOW is at least a 7 hour drive from here AND in Southern California. Then they hop in the car and drive back to an outdoor coffee shop across from the Capitol in Sacramento, THEN they drive to the desert (the nearest desert is in Nevada and about a 4 hour drive – just east of Reno.) And that is all in one day. Wow, almost like Dr. Who and his traveling phone booth. Or better yet, like the SMOSH Teleporting Fat Guy (look it up.)

And the writing is horrible on this show  and super silly – so much that we laugh. I fell asleep. But Simon Baker is still so good looking that you have to look. Anyway, the point is that I’m not going to be a hater go out and say anyone who watches this show is an idiot and should not be allowed to touch foot in Sacramento County or visit Australia or eat Cheetos (there are Cheetos haters too.) It is just for FUN. FUN FUN FUN. How can you hate FUN if it isn’t hurting anyone. So it is ok. Just like Duck Dynasty (I don’t watch it but feel free if you like.) It is just for FUN. Lighten up haters. You can’t win!!!! Thank goodness.

And how can you hate Sacramento? Oh come on, it is a great place.

So not that I’ve rambled on for way too long…but I can do this because it is Saturday and I’m stuck at home for undisclosed reasons and anyway… I was thinking about the dicks who post stuff online that are so NEGATIVE.

These people are going to hate. I looked it up and came up with some links on science web sites that said “Haters are predisposed as negative people.” That is so sad.

One hater in a fantasy writers group said he hated romance in fantasy stories/movies/tv. He hated romance? Who could hate romance? People love romance? Vampires love romance. Haters hate Vampires – so haters must hate Romance. See, it all makes sense now.

I feel sorry for those negative people who hate things. They hate cats and Vampires and Romance and TV and paranormal stuff and beer and wing back chairs and just about everything. All that time and energy hating could be spent doing something positive, like writing a romance novel, about Vampires and Zombies. Or it could be spent thinking about how to make the world a better place just by being nice.

Yes, this is a Vampire blog. I did mention Vampires a few times. It is also a parenting blog. Really, it is – go look at old posts. I’ve been lucky to only have a few comments from haters, usually people who think they know more about Vampires than I do (really) or they think I’m going to Hell or they don’t like my romantic take on things. But that’s is ok because I just delete their comments! Woo Hoo.

But back to the article…

And we’re really excited that Grimm is starting again really soon. And yes, I like TV. I admit I do. I limit myself to a number of shows because I’m busy doing other things. But TV is great, how many of you saw Otter 501 on Nature. OMG that was toxic cute and if I had been a TV hater I would have never seen that or known of the amazing things that the otter rescue team at the Monterey Bay Aquarium do. They’re wonderful. And if you hate otters there is something SERIOUSLY wrong with you.

The point of this story is:

  • Don’t worry about the haters or let them get under your skin.
  • Tell your kids that.
  • Don’t let your kids be haters.
  • Don’t hang out with haters.
  • Read every banned book you can.

If you don’t like Vampires don’t read my blog. Or read my blog and learn to love Vampires and Zombies and Werewolves and Teenagers and Writers and totally random stuff.

To haters: Take a deep breath and let it all go. Accept that people like things that you don’t. It won’t hurt you is somebody else likes Western or Vampire or Romance novels. It isn’t personal. Just let go. Take a deep breath and change the radio station and learn to laugh and smile and chill.

Have a good weekend everyone!


Juliette aka Vampire Maman

We’re all entitled to our opinions (tell that to your children RIGHT NOW)

Warning: I’m going to say things about your favorite books, movies and musicians that you might not agree with.

There are things that I don’t like in popular culture that people (most) rave about and I simmer with disgust.

I don’t mention a lot of these things to avoid reactions. It is as if I said “I don’t like puppies or kittens.” I mean everyone loves puppies and kittens.  I really love kittens but I just used that as an example.

But I’m not one of those rabid haters who goes into Facebook Groups or other online forums and spreads negativity and acting like, well, an asshole.

That said, there are things I don’t like. I don’t like the books “Eat, Pray, Love”, “The Bridges of Madison County” or “Little Women”. But that is just me. Go ahead and love them. Just don’t hate on me because I don’t share your love. I don’t like Sylvia Plath either (please don’t send me hate mail). There for the first time THAT is out in the open.

The very idea of watching Steel Magnolias makes my teeth hurt. I can’t stand Forest Gump. But you can watch those movies all you want – just don’t expect me to watch them with you or listen to you talk about them with joy and wonder.

Music is something that really gets to people. I hear Fleetwood Mac is coming out with a new album. I’ll hide under my house in a coffin for a month to avoid hearing any of it. I didn’t like them on their first album and I don’t like them now. Those voices put me on edge and make me want to scream. Just like I can’t stand listening to Neil Young, most female singers from the 1990’s, most music from the 1970’s, Bob Dylan and Babs Streisand. But if you love them then listen to them. If it makes you happy listen to them. If you want to read Twilight for the 12th time go ahead.

And that is something that I try to teach my kids. They talk about the rabid haters for some of the bands they listen to. Some of the bands might seem weird. And some of the fans or weird. But worse are the haters who do everything from online hater talk to peeing on graves of band members who have passed away. One band that has a lot of almost violent haters is a band that promotes “being yourself” and also has a strong anti bullying message. Go figure.

If we all listened to the same music then every radio station would be the same and everyone would be bored. Music would die. And with any hope it would be reborn from the lone kid in her bedroom with a guitar doing something different and new.

So back to parenting…I don’t want my kids to ever describe themselves as “jaded”. But I don’t ever want them to not have opinions – even strong opinions. But there is a time or place for those opinions. Teach them to have filters and know when and when not to speak up. And it is ok to speak up, but speak up in an informed and educated manner. Speak up in a friendly manner. Don’t be a hater about it.

A good rule is to wait a second, like the delay on TV (for bad language etc), then if the words in your head seem right speak your opinion. Same with posting something online.

Don’t hate me because I don’t like your books, music or movies. Like me because even if I don’t like your taste in anything I think it is ok for you to like it. I’m cool with it. I don’t care.

All of that said, if you don’t like puppies or kittens there might be something seriously wrong with you and have it checked out by a professional.


~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman




What we’re talking about on the way to school – Redneck Vampires, Haters, Music and Teen Life

What we’re talking about on the way to school Monday, April 8, 2013

My children ask such questions.

Are there any Redneck Vampires? My skin sort of crawls and I have to say, “Yes.” Fortunately even the Redneck Vampires know how to follow the rules. Actually, I have to admit that being a Redneck Vampire can be a lot of fun and they keeps us (Vampires) from being all stuffy and overly formal.

“Do they drive around those big wheel things that tip over in the mud?”

“Yes, they do.”

“What are those called?”
“I’m not sure. We should look it up.”


The teenage brains are spinning then on to the next subject.

“Why would anyone bomb someone taking books to a school?”

That was in response to the heartbreaking news of five Americans killed in a car bomb in Afghanistan. The main story was about the death of 25 year old Anne Smedignhoff who was part of the US diplomatic service. She volunteered to go there because she wanted to help the people of Afghanistan.

It seems more often than not that I don’t have answers for my children. I can’t tell them why some groups don’t want children, especially girls, to have an education. OK I can. Because when people are educated they can’t be controlled. I guess the thing I can’t answer is about the hate and fear that comes along with it that comes with those who are so afraid of women and anything that might be new and different.  We see it in all parts of the world where violence against those seeking change and equality is the norm. It is a sad thing indeed. Just like when the kids used to ask about World Peace. No I doubt if that will ever happen. I know it won’t.

We talked about music. That is always on their minds. And there again come the haters. They do everything from leave garbage on the graves of musicians who have died, to Internet hate stalking of bands (especially those considered Emo), they bully kids in school due to music preferences. It is all so stupid and insane. Where are the parents in all of this? Oh right. They’re teaching their kids to hate, just like they hate.  Be it hating Country Music or Post Metal haters go on and on and on and on about it and let it consume their lives. Ugh. Isn’t there something better to do with one’s time and energies?

Happy Monday right?

Then we talked about school. They’ll both be in High School next year. That seems hard to believe. Now they both want to go to UC Santa Barbara for college. We’ll apply for about a dozen colleges next year for Garrett. Competition is fierce. We have a lot of those college conversations.

But then it all comes around to who they’ll see and who did what over the Spring break. It is the first day back. Spring break was great for us. A lot of family fun, friends and it all ended with a really good skate meet. Garrett fills Clara in on a few high school tips. They talk about who is going to their high school next year from Clara’s Middle School. They talk about classes.

As always the best news is that we talk and treasure our time together. That is the best a mom can ask for. Even a Vampire Mom.

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman