Man it's been over four months since I've read a vampire Chronicle book and I still can't take those smooth-talking bloodsuckers out of my head. I just think Anne Rice's Chronicles are too intoxicating. The feeling that you get to have after reading a Chronicle book is just like that of a Rastafarian who just got off of his dootchie ritual- it just leaves you in an extra ordinary state of highness. Seriously, those books are the only other books aside from
The Catcher in the Rye that really gave me a hard time sleeping because I usually end up reading it 'till dawn. I hardly had a good night's sleep since I touched those books. I'm telling you, for me, The Vampire Chronicles is insomnia bundled in a bunch of paperback books. The thing is, Anne Rice put too many human characteristics in them that almost any type of person can relate to a certain character in the story. The blood drinkers in the story just appear too human, in fact (I think), they are much more human than the rest of us could ever be. They're much more emotional than most people we know don't you think? Plus, the bonds that they showed to each other are unsevered even by eternity. Their emotions, feelings for each other are something unaffected by time itself. Most people tend to be like that. Add that and some more qualities in the collection that I failed to mention to Anne Rice's incredible narrative technique and you’d have a severe case of literary addiction, which is better off without a rehabilitation program. The only thing that's sad about these creatures of the damned is they are immortal. Just imagine yourself living forever thru joy and pain and you'll understand what I'm trying to say.
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