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So I'm listening to the Deftones' "Change" and thinking about HBO's True Blood. Obviously I'm enthralled with the show. Of course--it is about vampires. But what I'm so enamored with is the striking relation between the book and the series. While a lot of liberty is taken, obviously, for the TV story, that's to be expected. It's all part of the medium.

I could rant about the show all morning long. But I won't waste your time. I'll just tell you that the show totally has me hooked. I'm sure Charlaine Harris is proud. I think Alan Ball did an excellent job of capturing what the book is all about. And with episode 8 just airing, I hope it's cemented a place in HBO's library like the Sopranos did, or Deadwood. It's completely unique to anything else on TV, and the only other show I watch is The Shield.

This is one of those shows that makes me realize why I love the Vampire lore so much. It's just spooky, supernatural, and cool. There is just something so distant and sad also that makes the allusion of immortality so interesting. Can you imagine going through life, watching society and civilization develop all around you? Wow it must be ineffable! In fact, it is. So I'll leave the blog with this.

I am not a believer in vampires (or ghosts, Big Foot or Nessy) in any way, shape or form. But there's also little proof that they don't exist. The only proof being, of course, is that there has never been proof that they do in fact exist. Good enough for me. And so that's why writing about vampires is so pleasurable for me. And I'm taking Evander into a post-Apocalyptic world where all of those creatures of lore exist. Through Evander I get to experience those things for myself. Cool.

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