I’m an artist, a writer, a vegetarian, an animal rights activist, and quite a few other things as well. I love books, cats, philosophy, good conversation, Chicago and the arts. So my blog is full of bits and pieces but it’s the bits and pieces that make life interesting to me. You can read more of my writing at Rethinking Life
I’ve never known any other home. We’ve always lived in the castle, one generation after another, after yet another. I’m not sure how we came to be here, but this is where we are. We share the place with bats and other lovely creatures, and while our staff comes and goes, the creatures continue to stay. I guess you could say they’re more like pets, than anything else.
We’re all late risers, but it hardly matters, since we’re constantly shrouded in fog and dreariness. Personally, I think we should sell the place and move to America. Sometimes I feel as if I’ll be stuck here forever.
There are no shops nearby, at least none that sell the latest fashions. I order everything on line, but it takes ages to get the packages, because no one wants to deliver them. I don’t know what the big deal is. People act as if they’ve never seen a castle before. Okay, I kind of get it. I mean, if you’re not used to being around a castle like ours, it must seems a little scary, but it’s their JOB to deliver the mail, isn’t it? I mean, come on, we aren’t living in the Dark Ages any longer, are we? Fine, so the Dark Ages weren’t really dark, at least that’s what my forty-second tutor told me. Tutors don’t last very long.
Yes, there are ghosts here. It’s a CASTLE, for Satan’s sake. You should expect to have ghosts in a castle, especially in the dungeons. I mean, they kind of go together, don’t you think? And what’s the big deal about us being vampires? There are a million books on vamps out there today. It’s not like we’re anything new. We’ve been here from the very beginning. I mean the literal beginning, the let there be darkness beginning. Can’t have light without the darkness, can you? I mean it would be blinding bright and how would anyone have a shadow?
Anyway, I still think America is the place to go. Fresh blood and lots of violence, greed, and all the things we sort of like, if truth be told. Besides, I think it would be more fun hunting there. I’m just so sick and tired of always having lived in this castle.
Photo: Kassandra Haxhaj, Unsplash