
Polidori’s Lord Ruthven.* There is the historical Wallachian Voivod, Vlad III. There is the Dracula of Bram Stoker’s novel, in which Stoker looks over his shoulder at Sheridan Le Fanu’s Carmilla, James Malcolm Rhymer’s Varney the Vampyre and Dr. And I talked about how bats come in a “cloud.” I wish I had saved that metaphor for discussing Dracula, because there are so many more versions of him-and of vampires in general.

In one of the first pieces I wrote for the Cultural Gutter, I wrote about how I like that there are so many versions of Batman. “No man knows, till he experiences it, what it is to feel his own lifeblood drawn away into the veins of the woman he loves.” From Dr. I felt in my heart a wicked, burning desire that they would kiss me with those red lips.” from Jonathan Harker’s journal There was something about them that made me uneasy, some longing and at the same time some deadly fear. “All three had brilliant white teeth that shone like pearls against the ruby of their voluptuous lips.

“Beware that his shadow does not engulf you like a daemonic nightmare.” Of Vampyres, Terrible Phantoms and the Seven Deadly Sins ( Nosferatu, 1922)
