Ginger Nuts of Horror
I learned how to write by reading. Had I kept every book I ever read, the pile would have no doubt buried me by now. Reading taught me everything - vocabulary and grammar, character and cliffhanger, intangibles such as rhythm and voice, right through to the alchemical feat of making words vanish altogether.
As a girl I was a voracious reader with a penchant for adventure, with plenty of access to books by Enid Blyton, Charlotte and Emily Brontë, Jules Verne, and Robert Louis Stevenson. Multiple genders were represented, and imbalance wasn’t really an issue until my early to mid-teens when I began reading more high fantasy and science fiction. Writers such as Edgar Rice Burroughs, E.E. Doc Smith, Robert A. Heinlein, etc., were predominant on the book racks, until one day I discovered a copy of Tanith Lee’s The Birthgrave, with its glorious Peter A. Jones cover. It still had a high fantasy setting and contained the requisite scenes of adventure, atmospheric horror, and survival, but The Birthgrave was primarily an outsider’s voyage of self-discovery, one I could wholly identify with, and its voice was unmistakably female. On a creative level, it was tremendously inspiring.
I went on to search out other books, by Ursula K. Le Guin, Cecilia Holland, C.J. Cherryh, all wonderful storytellers, but it’s Tanith Lee’s volcano goddess that sticks with me the most. I still have that book. It’s traveled all the way across the Atlantic and is crumbly and old, but it still takes pride of place on the top shelf of one of my book cases, along with a couple of its companions.
Anton Weiss, father of all vampires, returns from a mysterious sabbatical and swears genocide on his entire family. His letter of intent is abrupt, its reasoning unclear. Consequently, his descendants choose to ignore the threat and assume their beloved creator has simply gone mad. Until the slaughter begins. Unprepared, the survivors are forced to leave their sanctuaries and forge new, hasty alliances in a desperate bid to protect themselves. But can they stop their revered ancestor? And whom can they trust? In the struggle to survive, Gilles and Mina are joined by Mark, an enigmatic and vengeful newcomer, who was tortured and left for dead by one of their society's powerful Elders. Subsequent events suggest the three have been brought together for a purpose, but one that proves elusive. But when loved ones are threatened, and companions begin to die, enemies must become friends, and for Mark in particular, that might also include the man who brutally murdered him.
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