Vampire Myths - Introduction

My Mother once told me that I was too curious for my own good. We were crossing the harsh deserts of present day Saudi Arabia at the time and I had had a close encounter with a dangerous creature, one that I had tried to capture with several other children who had been born during what many now call our Exodus from Egypt. Much has happened since then and when looking at my long life many might agree with my Mother about my curious nature. I, however, do not. I believe my curiosity has proven to be an assent rather than a fault and believe this to be proven given that I am the last surviving member of my family (both human and vampire). Yes, my curiosity has caused pain, but learning from that pain has been valuable, something which has made me the being I am today. Without it I would have never survived, which is why I allow my curiosity to run rampant, which in turn is why I have so much knowledge. Most of that knowledge is irrelevant to those viewing this blog, so I shall not burden you or myself with the telling of it. One of the areas I have been curious about, however, will be interesting to you, and that is the area of vampirism. Not everything I have learned is fact, but much of it I am certain of. There are things that I am not certain of as well, but which I shall put down here anyway. After all, history is full of people taking one man’s theory and expanding on it to create another, one which is ever greater than the first and proves much more useful to mankind.

So, with that said I shall start putting down the knowledge I have acquired about vampires (about myself I guess you could say), something which I have tried to do in the past as written works but haven’t been able to accomplish very well due to my inability to finish the projects – I have no trouble finishing projects of fiction, hence the royalty checks that come every other week from a dozen different book publishers – but which I think will be accomplished this time. Why? Because I don’t have to finish the project for others to see. A book needs a beginning, middle and end, all of which needs to be entertaining. A blog does not. I can write what I feel when I feel with no real guidelines and people will read it, and learn from it.