I was almost shaking I was so hungry. You know how it gets when you’re just light headed and your heart is hardly beating, but if you’re not a Vampire it might beat faster, but anyway, you know the feeling.

Arriving at Jack’s law office downtown I could hardly contain myself. It had been a while since I’d seen my old friend for a “lunch date.” Way too long. When I saw Jack I got him out of his jacket and shirt so fast I hardly realized what I was doing. Vampire fingers can fly over buttons like you wouldn’t believe. He took care of his tie and then his undershirt. He fell on the couch, I was in his lap, my mouth on his neck, my fangs in his skin. His eyes closed and a smile was on his face. I’d put him in his happy spot on a…

His beating heart,

His throbbing brain,

He shuffled towards her,

Once again.

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Her beating heart,

Her missing brain,

She lost her eye,

But love she’d gained.

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Their rotting hearts,

Their gray green brains,

Twas Zombie love,

Romance insane.

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Halloween will be here soon!

xoxoxoxoxo 

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

“I’ve been to places so remote that there are no ghosts,

There is no love,

No law,

With no memory of anything good,

Or pure,

Or real.

That is the place, or places I go,

To get away,

And find myself,

but it isn’t working,

but I still like to go there.

It is where I go,

just me.

I didn’t think anyone would understand except you.

The orange cat my brother Andy called Nimrod sat on the counter singing the song of dinnertime. Nimrod had showed up three weeks prior after being left by his previous owners in a two million dollar foreclosure. What a bunch of assholes abandoning a cat to chance.

The baby unicorn that was supposed to be a temporary occupant was still there after almost a year. It padded on soft hooves behind him like a iridescent shadow.

After living alone for so long and…

Weird Tales (1923-1954) was known for famous writers such as Lovecraft.  But most of us remember it for the racy and really fun and totally sexist covers. I’m sharing a few in case you need any ideas for Halloween costumes. Um, some of these gals don’t have much in the way of costumes but use your imagination.

I love this stuff!

From Wikipedia (a fun fact): In 1933 Weird Tales hired the former fashion designer and illustrator Margaret Brundage to produce the magazine’s cover illustrations, making Brundage the only female cover artist of the pulp era. She created many striking images, especially of nude or semi-nude young women in provocative poses (her whipping scenes attracted the highest attention). Though her art was far from flawless, Brundage’s covers became a focus of extreme attention and controversy—which of course helped to sell the magazine.

Halloween Hotties is a regular October 2013 feature…

Tucked away in the shadows of the night, we gather together with dim lights and candles.

Our faces bright and alive. I’ll catch a smile or a laugh. Even when it is only us we’ll still be holding our collective secrets close to our hearts.

There are those times when we want to be separate from the rest of the world, and just be us without pretending or hiding.

Of course at home I don’t even think about it. Most of the time none of us do. Then again, sometimes the isolation makes all of us a little somber. A little colder and a little bit more hungry.

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

Béla Ferenc Dezső Blaskó (20 October 1882 – 16 August 1956),

October 20! Happy Birthday Bela Lugosi

Bite Me!

He is best known for his starring role in Dracula, but this Vampires favorite Bela Lugosi movie is the 1945 film The Body Snatcher with Boris Karloff. Now THAT is a great movie. And creeeeeeeeeepy.

Juliette

Have fun and wishing everyone born in October a Happy Birthday.

~ Juliette

I’m delighted and honored today to feature a story from my friend and fellow WPaD author Jade M. Phillips. Enjoy! 

Sunsets and Ginger Ale

“What do you miss most about life, June?”

I turned to look at Harold, his face an exact replica of how I’d always remembered him: kind, loyal, trusting. I played with the hem of my dress in thought.

“I’m not sure. That was so long ago. I hardly remember what it was like to be alive. But I guess I’d have to say the sunsets.”

Harold nodded.

“I remember sitting on the veranda and watching the sun sink below the mountains. How the clouds would turn into soft vermillion and rose-petal pink and the air would become still. I miss the calm and the purity of that moment. I guess I’d have to say sunsets is what I miss most about life.”

I turned again to my…