Three weeks after I started, I’ve finally finished reading Bram Stoker’s Dracula!
It was interesting at times, but it dragged most of the way. The diary format made it easy to read, but the story progressed rather slowly.
If I had read this novel in the 1800’s or early 1900’s when the idea of blood-sucking vampires was relatively new, it might have given me the fright of my life. But at this day and age when every other person claims to be a vampire and the rest are all in denial of wanting to be one, it is hard to be awed and terrified at the ideas and images presented in this novel.
Still, it is a classic and the ‘mother’ of all vampire novels and I’m sure it is infinitely better than all the recent vampire books that have popped up to satisfy the lonely teen searching for her pale-faced, blood-drinking, bat-morphing, un-dead to sweep her off her feet and offer her immortality.