• …
  • About
  • Vampire Month Alumni
  • World Book Night

Lurking Musings

~ Musings of a newly published writer

Lurking Musings

Tag Archives: David Boreanz

[Vampire Month] The Vampires of my life by A.J Campbell

26 Thursday Mar 2015

Posted by D.A Lascelles in Musings, Vampire Month

≈ 2 Comments

Tags

Angel, Bram Stoker, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, David Boreanz, David Cameron, Dracula, Francis Ford Coppola, Gary Oldman, Otto Criek, Pratchett, Spike, Terry Pratchett, The Little Vampire, Twilight, Vampire, Xander


For her guest post, Alex gives us this quirky little play… Spot the not so subtle political metaphor for bonus points…

Scene: A bedroom, at night. Long white curtains billow at a casement window. Three redhaircandles, in a tall wrought-iron stand gutter threateningly in the draft. Our protagonist lies, in a gauzy nightgown, on the high four-poster bed. Suddenly, she awakens to a rapping at the window.  

Protagonist: Who’s there? What is it? [Through the window enters a small, scruffy boy, ghostly pale with small fangs poking over his bottom lip.]

Boy: Muahahaha! I am here to suck your blood!

Protagonist: What? Who the… Oh, it’s you.

Boy: [Strikes a pose] Yes! ‘Tis I. The nightmare of your childhood! The creature who gave you sleepless moonlit hours and began your life-long fascination with the denizens of the night!

Protagonist: You’re The Littlest Vampire, aren’t you? When did you learn a word like “denizens”?

LV: Ah… you remember me!

Protagonist: Yes, I remember you. I remember hiding your book as far away from me as possible in my room so you wouldn’t crawl out of the pages and nibble on me in my sleep. I was still in junior school at the time though.

LV: [Looks pleased with himself] And since then? Do I still terrify you?

Protagonist: Are you kidding me? I used to think that sleeping with a scarf on would stop you being able to get to my neck. You were a good first introduction to the genre, but the only thing making you scary was the fact that I was a bit too young when someone gave me your book to read.

LV: [Subsides, crestfallen] Oh.

Protagonist: Go on. Go home before it gets light.

[The Littlest Vampire exits, and our protagonist settles back down to sleep, but is soon awakened once more by a knocking at the window.]

Protagonist: Littlest Vampire? I thought I told you to go home.

Sultry Voice from Outside: “Littlest” Vampire?

[At the window, David Boreanaz appears, doing his best to smoulder.]

Protagonist: Oh my… What are you doing out there?

DB: I can’t come in unless you invite me.

Protagonist: Oh yes… I remember that little bit. That’s about the first thing that stopped me being quite so terrified of Vamps. The idea that they couldn’t get at me unless I let them in. Problematic idea, really, tallying with notions of victim-blaming and bad things only happening to bad people. But it’s very much a case of a little knowledge being a dangerous thing, only able to be countered with a lot more knowledge. Like the time we did the Black Death in school, and I had nightmares for weeks until Mum told me about Penicillin.

DB: So…

Protagonist: Oh no, you’re not getting an invite. You can stay right there, mister. I remember Angelus. And your Irish accent Sucks.

DB: You’re a… fan then?

Protagonist: Oh, I used to love Buffy. Still do. It’s a cult classic. Makes me feel very old knowing it finished over ten years ago now. It was something of a defining feature of my teenage years – forget Edward or Jacob – the question was always whether you fancied Angel or Spike more.

DB: Which team were you on?

Protagonist: I was a geek. I fancied Xander.

DB: Oh. I should probably go then. See, I had this whole bit worked out about coming in, representing your every teenage fantasy, showing you how sexy vampires can be…

Protagonist: Nah. Sorry. Not tonight. Whilst it might be fun someday to revisit my burgeoning youth, I just want to crack out this article and get to bed.

DB: Another time then?

Protagonist: Perhaps. Shut the window on the way out?

[Boreanaz blows a kiss, and exits. Our protagonist again addresses herself to sleep, when a further knock on the window disturbs her attempt at slumber…]

Protagonist: Again? Really? Who is it this time?

[A tall, immaculately dressed Victorian gentleman appears at the window, incongruous only because of the small, round, black-tinted spectacles he is wearing.]

[Guest Post] What is Horror? by Rebeka HarringtonProtagonist: [Squealing like a completely star-struck fan-girl] Oh My God, it’s Garry Oldman as Dracula… Oh, this is the Francis Ford Coppola version! I remember this! I’d just read Bram Stoker’s book, and thought it was the best thing since sliced bread! My English Teacher at the time had this theory that if Stoker was alive today he would have published the book as an interactive work – just a box full of diaries and notes and newspaper clippings and “phonograph recordings” which would probably be MP3s or something these days. You’d get the entirety of Dracula on a USB stick and have to piece it all together. Wow! And I saw that film, and I was thinking, I don’t remember all those sexy bits in the book, but I was seventeen, so I didn’t care, and… and… and… Keanu Reeves was a perfect Johnathan Harker, because he has all the acting ability of a wet dishrag, and that’s absolutely fine, because Johnathan Harker is a wet dishrag – seriously, who cuts themselves shaving, watches a grown man that he’s only just met lick the blood off the razor and then hurl the mirror out of the window, and his only thought is “That’s most inconvenient, I’ll have to get a new shaving mirror.”? Oh my God, I am amazingly psyched to meet you, sir, this is fantastic.

GO: [Mildly perturbed] Are you going to be like this all evening?

Protagonist: I’m sorry, I may settle down soon, but I’m not at all certain.

GO: In which case, I think I’d probably better go. It was a pleasure meeting you. [He tips his top hat]

Protagonist: No, don’t go! See, that’s exactly why you were amazing, you showed how vampires could be suave and sophisticated, yet also menacing and creepy and sexy and… and… [realises how over the top she is being.] Ok. I get it. You probably should go. I’m really sorry, I’m not usually like this. I don’t know what’s come over me…

[Gary Oldman turns into a bat and flies away, blowing the entire special effects budget in the process. With a sigh, our protagonist once again turns to the bed. She has not long laid down when there is a clicking sound, like that of a camera shutter, and a doctorwhotwilightsmall flash of light.]

Otto Chreik: Vonderful! Simply vonderful! Ze vay ze candlelight shines on ze flowing curtains, and ze hair spread like zat on ze pillow! Ya, ya, von more! Svoon please! Ya, more svooning, zat is perfect!

Protagonist: Otto?

Otto: Ya? Von second please… [he takes another picture, then puts down the camera.] Can I help you?

Protagonist: Otto Chreik? Otto: Ya, ya, it is me?

Protagonist: You must be here to represent my Pratchett phase. Which, in fairness never really ended. It’s wonderful to see you. I’m so, so sorry about Sir Terry. He was a master of the genre, this must be a terrible time for you.

Otto: Ya, ya… Vell, unlife goes on, as they say.

Protagonist: Pratchett’s vampires taught me so much about the genre… Count Magpyr and his family – the fact that the worst villains are those who pretend they’re doing this for your own good…

[A spectre of David Cameron floats lazily past]

Cameron: Don’t mind me, I’m just a metaphor.

Protagonist: [after his retreating back] Now there’s a vampire I could quite happily stake.

Otto: Indeed.

Protagonist: Even the comic vampires – I’ve always loved comedy, wish I could write it myself, but I tend to overdo it. Comedy is the best teacher, because it allows learning to sneak in round the edges while we’re laughing. Even a character like yourself can show us that there is so much that vampires can teach us about the nature of humanity, the nature of evil – your own comic persona being just that, hammed up round the edges deliberately to seem non-threatening, because we all know where we are vis a silly accent, and we forget about the blood.

Otto: [Bows slightly] Vell, I’m glad to haf been of service. But now, I really must be goink, I haf a scoop to catch for ze evenink edition.

Protagonist: Send me a copy of the pictures, won’t you?

[Otto exits with a dramatic flourish.]

Protagonist: Well, that really must be everyone – I can’t see how…

[At this point Edward Cullen pops up at the windowsill]

EC: You know, you’re like my own personal brand of…

Protagonist: No! No, no, no, no, no! You can fuck right off! I had to read your books when I was considering writing my PhD, but that was only ever so I could rip them apart!

EC: But teenage girls love me! Protagonist: Yes, and I probably would have done so when I was fifteen, but I’m a lot more savvy now, and I’ve discovered feminism, so screw you and the dodgy paperback you rode in on! You’re as bad as Fifty Shades of Grey, what with teaching impressionable young girls that stalking is the basis of a good relationship. And I don’t even think you’re a real vampire – you’re some sort of crystalline blood-powered golem anyway. Vampires don’t sparkle!

EC: I’m only sparkling because I love you…

[At this point, our protagonist punches Cullen square in the face, causing him to fall out of the window. There are loud cheers. She then pulls down the casement and locks it firmly against any further night-time intrusions. Finally, she manages to get a good night’s sleep, though what she dreams about is anyone’s guess…]

Bio

Alex Campbell was born in the wilds of Northumbria, and from an early age cut her teeth on legends like that of the Lampton Worm, which formed the inspiration for her first book, Wyrm’s Reckoning, out later this year..

She obtained a degree in English and Creative Writing at the University of Warwick, then in a shameless attempt to avoid Real Life, followed this up with two Masters Degrees in Science Fiction and in Writing from the University of Liverpool and Liverpool John Moores respectively.

Now, she lives in Portsmouth, at what she insists on referring to as the “wrong” end of the country, with her fiance and a number of dead house-plants. She is a keen gamer and LARPer, for which she makes many of her own costumes. She is not ashamed of being a geek

You can find her on her blog:  https://galacticavoice.wordpress.com/ and also on her facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/AJ-Campbell/1525096601059912

[Vampire Month] Skyla Dawn Cameron interview

03 Tuesday Apr 2012

Posted by D.A Lascelles in Guest posts

≈ 6 Comments

Tags

Angelus, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Count Chocula, David Boreanz, guest blogging, guest posts, Louise Cooper, Persephone Takata, River, Skyla Dawn Cameron, Vampires, Werewolf, writing, Zara Lain


Our final entry into Vampire month is Skyla Dawn Cameron. Yes, I know it is April now and Vampire month was March but it’s OK. By the powers vested in me by the fact I am ultimate controller of this blog, I now declare today to be honourary March and therefore still Vampire month. Hurrah!

So, here is Skyla…

Award-winning author Skyla Dawn Cameron has been writing approximately forever. Her early storytelling days were spent acting out strange horror/fairy tales with the help of her many dolls, and little has changed except that she now keeps those stories on paper. She signed her first book contract at age twenty-one for River, a unique werewolf tale, which was released to critical and reader praise alike and won her the 2007 EPPIE Award for Best Fantasy. She now has multiple series on the go to keep her busy, which is great for her attention deficit disorder.

Skyla lives in Southern Ontario where she dabbles in art, is an avid gamer, and watches Buffy reruns. She’s naturally brunette, occasionally a redhead, and will probably go blonde again soon. If she ever becomes a grown-up, she wants to run her own pub, as well as become world dictator. You can visit her on the web at www.skyladawncameron.com for free fiction, book news, and tons of other totally awesome stuff. She tweets like a fiend at www.twitter.com/skyladawn. Info about the current series she’s working on—which begins with Bloodlines—can be found at www.ZaraLain.com

What is the earliest memory you have of writing? What did you write about?

I remember sitting in my bedroom, on the floor, with stacks of blank paper with the logo of the hydro company my mum worked for on the top (as she’d brought me some from work), writing. I mixed fairy tales with horror; my influences were Disney princess movies I’d just watched along with Michael Jackson’s “Thriller” playing on my little record player (I loved the Vincent Price part).

When did you decide to become a professional writer? Why did you take this step?

In high school, I took everything—I was interested in so many different areas. So on top of creative writing and art classes, I took all the advanced sciences, law, philosophy, maths—all kinds of stuff. Of course, I didn’t always do my homework, but I sat and paid attention because that that point I was just interested in amassing knowledge and learning, still unsure about what I wanted to do for university.

I was about seventeen, sitting in an Advanced Biology class a grade level ahead of me, fairly confused because at that point of the semester, it was a lot of biochemistry, and required a working knowledge of a class I wouldn’t be taking until the following semester. We had a supply teacher who put on a video and I was drawing in my sketchbook. It was a terrible picture but I was practicing shading techniques.

I sat next to the two top students in the class—people a year older than me with like 98% in the course. And they were watching me draw. One whispered to the other, “If I could draw like that, I wouldn’t be in Biology.”

I don’t necessarily believe that and my drawing skills are nothing to write home about, but something clicked in my brain. Why was I spending all this time in classes that weren’t where my talents lay? The next day, I went straight to the guidance office and dropped everything but two art classes, English Literature, and Creative Writing. I filled the rest of my time with spares, which I used to write and draw. I finished writing my first completed novel that spring and pursued writing as a career straight out of high school.

What would you consider to be your greatest strength as a writer? What about your greatest weakness? How do you overcome this weakness?

Probably character and dialogue would be my strength. I love T.V. I’m picky in what I watch, but it’s one of my favourite storytelling mediums and for the longest time I wanted to be a screenwriter. Early on, I picked up a lot about dialogue writing from television, and I still think it—along with well-developed characters—is the strongest area of my writing.

Greatest weakness is description. I used to write first drafts that read like screenplays. Dialogue advanced everything, and description was more like set direction. I always knew this but it wasn’t until I really got analysing books that painted a vivid picture of the world that I truly understood I needed to step up my game—and wanted to. One of the writers was Lilith Saintcrow, probably my favourite living author. I was reading something of hers, marvelling at her word choice for sensory details and the sense of rhythm in her writing, and just thought, “Holy shit. I want to be a better writer.”

I am still nowhere near that level, but I take a lot of care now to slow down, immerse myself in the scene, and add flesh to the bare bones of my writing.

Tell us about the place where you live. Have you ever derived any inspiration from your home or from anywhere you have visited?

I went from living in a small town for twenty-seven years to an even smaller town for the past two; I live in rural, cottage country Ontario now.

Inspiration? Yes, it’s something that’s popped up in a lot of my WIPs. There is this wonderful isolation in a small town that is perfect for the horror elements in anything paranormal. Although this area is bustling in the summer with tourists travelling the canal, in winter it can be absolutely dead and lonely, and that’s wonderful to play with while writing. In fiction, I feel the setting needs to be its own character, and small towns have a lot of personality.

Which book, if any, would you consider to be your greatest influence and inspiration?

I don’t really know if I could pick a book. In terms of writers, hands down the top is Joss Whedon. Buffy the Vampire Slayer was pretty foundational for me: I learned about character arcs, plot arcs, dialogue, etc from watching and re-watching the series since I was fourteen.

Though perhaps not a direct influence in what I write, but definitely a contributing reason as to why I write, would be Louise Cooper’s The Time Master Trilogy. I had been writing all my life—including attempting YA horror novels when I was a preteen—and then I drifted into poetry and other stuff for a while. When I was sixteen, my mum got a box of fantasy novels at a church sale, which was a genre I’d never really read before. The first I picked up was Cooper’s The Initiate.

Blew. My. Mind.

It actually inspired me to try writing fantasy. While I quite firmly suck at writing straight fantasy, my fantasy novel was the first I ever finished (at 85 000 words) as a teen. I still have first printing copies of The Time Master Trilogy and was fortunate enough to work with Ms. Cooper for a short time before her sad passing years later when I started working in publishing.

What drove you to write about Vampires?

Well, first we have to go waaaaaaay back.

My fourth finished novel, River, was a contemp teenage werewolf tale, written in the fall of 2003. Prior to that, the books I’d finished were Gothic horror, epic fantasy, and suspense thrillers. I’d finished River, submitted it, and started poking around with what else to write.

Then, honest to god, this vampire chick strolled up and tapped me on the shoulder while I was out walking one night.

Granted, she was in my head. But I heard her. Her voice, her observations. I tried to ignore her, but then she gave me her name: Zara Lain. So I started her first book, Bloodlines, not really feeling like I had a choice in the matter because she might cut me. Now, that book was first published in 2008, and I let the series languish for awhile before revisiting it, totally rewriting it, and re-releasing Bloodlines in 2011—which reinvigorated my interest in the series.

So there you go. I write vampires because the vampires make me do it.

What do you think is the attraction for Vampire fiction? Why is it such a popular topic?

I…honestly don’t even know. As far as traditional mythological beasts go, I prefer a very wolf-like werewolf—and really, my preference is to write monsters from more obscure world myths.

I suppose it’s the beauty and immortality of the vampire—there’s a certain wish fulfilment they provide. And, despite the fact that it’s 2012, there is still a lot of sexual repression in many circles—so along comes a sinful, highly sexualized, seductive creature of the night, who promises eternal life, beauty, and freedom of everything our culture knows. Vampires today—just as they did in Bram Stoker’s time—provide an outlet for issues we’re struggling with as a society.

In a fight between all the greatest Vampires of fiction, who do you think would come out on top?

Count Chocula. C’mon, no one would ever see that coming.

What about in some other contest such as sexiness or dress sense? Who would win that one?

If I don’t say Zara is the best dressed vampire, she will probably stab me. Sexiest? It makes me a terrible person but I loooooove David Boreanaz in season two of Buffy as Angelus. He was horrible. That season was utterly heartbreaking and gutted me. But that pure evilness was sexy as hell.

How well do you think your character would fare against the winner(s) of the above?

My money is generally on Zara to survive anything. That’s what she does: she survives. Even if she’s not the strongest and she’s up against something big, she’s resourceful and a bit Machiavellian, and she’d manage to pull an ace out of her sleeve at the last moment.

Tell us the basic premise behind your latest novel.

It’s called Lineage and is the second sequel to Bloodlines and follows quarter-demon merc, Persephone Takata. Peri’s deeply damaged and suicidal after an attack meant for her kills her husband and children. The novel picks up five and a half years after that event, when the shadowy mercenary organization she works for at last gives her the name of someone who can help track down who killed her family. That someone is the vampire Zara Lain.

And, of course, wackiness ensues from there.

 

Twitter Updates

Tweets by areteus

Like me on Facebook

Like me on Facebook

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Join the Lurkers

  • Alex James's avatar
  • D.A Lascelles's avatar

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Join 909 other subscribers

Recent Posts

  • I’m (apparently) a cover designer!
  • Release day! Coch a Gwyn
  • Cyberpunk look
  • Eastercon Artshow
  • Interview: Gillian Polack

Blog at WordPress.com.

  • Subscribe Subscribed
    • Lurking Musings
    • Join 129 other subscribers
    • Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
    • Lurking Musings
    • Subscribe Subscribed
    • Sign up
    • Log in
    • Report this content
    • View site in Reader
    • Manage subscriptions
    • Collapse this bar
 

Loading Comments...