Juliette’s Monday Book Club: Cute and Confused

Kissed by a Vampire

Kissed by a Vampire

Today I’m featuring a serial blog book: Vlad’s Vampire Diary. It is free. It is right here. It is fun. A lot of fun.

Vlad’s Vampire Diary

After being trapped in a crypt for three hundred years, Vlad the fierce and powerful Vampire King is now learning how to live in the modern world, and learn the true meaning of the word “cute.”

Keep checking back for more installments. Click on the links below for read the entire riveting story. And yes, put down your coffee or you’ll spit on the screen.

Vampire Diary

#1. Vampire Diary: The Beginning

#2. Vampire Diary: Intervention

#3. Vampire Diary: Game Day

#4. Vampire Diary: Feeling Alive

#5. Vampire Diary: Blood Red

#6. Vampire Diary: Embroiled in a Dream (and still cute)

#7. Vampire Diary: Something I do Understand

#8. Vampire Diary: Modern Worlds

#9. Vampire Diary: White Wedding

#10. Vampire Diary: Under the Beautiful Skye

#11. Vampire Diary: Connections

#12. Vampire Diary: The Black Sock Mystery

#13. Vampire Diary: Sharp Dressed Man

#14. Vampire Diary: Resolutions

#15. Vampire Diary: Man in the Red Suit

#16. Vampire Diary: Politics As Usual

#17. Vampire Diary: The Twilight Zone of Love

#18. Vampire Diary: Old Dogs, New Tricks, and Politics

#19. Vampire Diary: Eat Me Up

#20. Vampire Diary: In My Youth

#21. Vampire Diary: Modern Technology

#22. Vampire Diary: Dye Vampire Dye

#23. Vampire Diary: Music to My Ears

#24. Vampire Diary: Two Lips in the Middle of the Night

#25. Vampire Diary: Fangs Giving

#26. Vampire Diary: Drive Me Nuts

#27. Vampire Diary: It will be fun

#28. Vampire Diary: Shelf Critter Theater (Winner of the 2017 Evil Squirrel’s Nest Contest of Whatever)

#29. Vampire Diary: Music To My Ears (Broken Record Edition)

#30. Vampire Diary: Hot Mess

#31. Vampire Diary: Hot and Cold

#32. Vampire Diary: Love Letters

#33. Vampire Diary: Power and Tools

#34. Vampire Diary: Fortunes and Cookies

#35. Vampire Diary: Protecting the Cuteness

#36. Vampire Diary: Frankenstein

#37. Vampire Diary: Modern Knowledge

#38. Vampire Diary: Queer Eye for the Vampire Guy

#39: Vampire Diary: Bodice Ripping Fight Night

#40: Vampire Diary: You Can’t Go Home Again

#41: Vampire Diary: Whispering

#42: Vampire Diary: My Undead Life

#43: Vampire Diary: Jingle Bells

#44: Vampire Diary: Modern Problems

#45: A Squirrel Walked into a Bar

#46: Vampire Diary: Culture

#47: Vampire Diary: April’s Fool

#48: Vampire Diary: Mysteries

#48: Vampire Diary: Once Bitten, Twice Shy

#49: Vampire Diary: Man of Steel

#50: Vampire Diary: Stories Old and New

#51: Vampire Diary: Cats, Confusion, and Chainsaws

#52: Vampire Diary: Fall

Winter Wonderland in Red, Orange and Purple

There is something magical about the first light of dawn, especially in the winter.

It doesn’t snow where I live, and if it does snow the flakes fall for a few minutes and only stay on the ground for an hour or two. A few years ago the kids were so excited because the school ground was covered with white. They’ll both be out of college before they see that again. We can see the mountains in the distance blanked with snow. A 45 minute drive and we could build a snowman and name him Parson Brown.

But winter brings another magic and beauty. The oak trees are like black lace against the rainbow light of dawn. Birds take flight – geese, ducks, gulls, doves, tiny song birds – the variety is endless. Deer and coyote walk along the edge of the neighborhood and drink from the lake.

It is the time when the dog walkers come out with coffee cups in hand.

For me the dawn isn’t a time for sleeping, it is a time for beauty and quiet time and reflection on a new day. I know, that sound like so much sentimental goo, but it’s true. Even a skeptical old heart like mine is still swept away by the first light of dawn and the crisp cold winter air.

I’m hard wired to be a nocturnal creature but I’ve embraced the dawn. Living as modern Vampires (yes, this is musing of a Vampire Mom) we have come to embrace the light and the comforts of life with the other creatures we share this world with, those of both night and day.

Happy Holidays and yes, today isn’t the end (it’s 12-21-12), the photo I took this morning with my phone at the end of my street shows that it is just the beginning.

~ Juliette

Dawn on the lake

Middle School for Vampires

Middle School starts back up tomorrow.

I could stop right there and say “Good blog post”. The thought of Middle School brings up so many emotions and memories in most people.

Of course there was no Middle School when I was a girl. There were school districts in the Sacramento area in the 1860’s – 70’s. There were even some “colored” schools. But for the Vampire girl (of any ethnic background) the only option was a small school for Vampire children. By the time we were Middle School age the girls were separated out from the boys. Unlike most regular human girls we were not bombarded with “domestic studies”. We were drilled on the classics, math, science, art and history. We were also drilled on how to be a Vampire adult in the modern world. At that time literacy rates for women was just over 50% so we were considered the elite. Plus Vampire women have always had to take care of themselves and survive on their own. We love our men but we can’t depend on them for survival across the centuries.

Despite the seriousness of our education, when I was 13 we still had giggle fests and started to have crushes on boys (Vampires, Regular Humans, Werewolves – we liked them all).

Starting in the Gold Rush Era (starting in 1849) the Sacramento area, San Francisco and Northern California gained a large Vampire population. It is still an area that is attractive to Vampire families due to the long standing support system from the local Vampire community.

It was during my 13th year that I first noticed the handsome 23 year old Teddy, then a regular human. I had no idea that 70 year later I’d marry him. He seemed so old at the time, but still took my breath away. All the girls (and grown women) had the same opinion.

Needless to say those were different times. I can’t imagine 13 year old Clara even glancing at a boy over 14 (any older would be gross in her opinion) – thank goodness. I don’t want her looking at boys over 14 either.

Clara goes to a K-8 Charter School (a free public school that actually allows teachers and kids to have control over their education). The population of the Middle School is small (less than 100 kids). But there is a fairly large Vampire population in her school – a total of 17 at the school and 8 in the Middle School.

The teachers are all regular humans – and of course they don’t know about the Vampire kids (who are exceptionally well behaved and for the most engaged in their studies).

So Clara is bitterly complaining that none of her friends are in her classes. All the “weirdos and freaks” are in her class. The strange girls with no social skills, the know-it-all annoying boys who wear multi colored Crocks, the brown nosing girl who smells bad, the stupid kids who “think they are all that”.  Thank goodness the violent and disruptive ones have all gone on to high school (and this coming from a Vampire mom).

And of course we can’t find anything that fits dress code. For long legged girls there are NO SHORTS that work, except for baggy saggy cargo shorts that most of the girls won’t wear. So school starts on a day with the high of 108 F and all of Clara’s shorts are too short. One mom just said “They can call me if they don’t like my daughter’s shorts”.  I know, I know, we should all be living on the coast or in Portland but the heat only lasts a few months…Needless to say I truly believe school administrators should have to visit 9 different stores and SEE that there are no shorts or skirts long enough and these kids should not be forced to wear long pants in this weather. OK enough about THAT.

Clara likes her teacher. I like her teacher with all of his quirks and unique ideas on life. He is smart and holds the attention of the kids. Plus he doesn’t put up with any BS from kids or parents. I told her that she and her few friends in the class were hand-picked to be the stars of the class. She rolls her eyes and knows in her heart that she’ll be in social Hell.

Middle School is the time when Vampires have their own form of puberty. They now have their Vampire teeth. The Vampire Vision starts (paranormal type abilities) to kick in. Kids are squirming to keep it all under control and then top that off with the other aspects of puberty and it is one big confusing roller coaster ride.

Even finding the right kind of BINDER is a chore. We’re off to Staples this afternoon to bring one back and get the correct one. Not as bad as finding the right shorts but almost.

So it is the last year of the little cocoon of a bright community formed by her wonderful Charter School that she doesn’t fully appreciate because next year it is the BIG public high school!
So far Middle School for my kids has been wonderful (for me). They have the best friends anyone could ever had. Most of the parents are great. The teachers are awesome. And there are far more laughs and giggles than not.

So good luck to all of you parents of Middle School and High School students this year!

I’ll have a special schedule of upcoming Vampire Events for parents and students coming soon.

And kids remember the rules:

  • Don’t bite your friends at school
  • Don’t show your teeth
  • Don’t put anyone into a trance no matter HOW annoying he/she is
  • Don’t read your teacher’s mind

~ Juliette