Two observations today

[Miskatonic]

That's the thing. The stories I've come across, they're always whiny, angsty creatures that somehow manage to have an adolescent personality despite being centuries old. When I was a whiny, angsty adolescent I thought they were desperately cool. Now, as a middle aged man, I just want to smack them. And the thing is, I would love a good vampire story. There's a lot of potential in the character, but it seems like almost every author wants to take this potentially awesome character and turn it into an emo drug addict. It's fairly infuriating.

I'm taking a radically different approach. Basically vampires feed the blood of mortals to trees grown from a special seed that in turn produces fruit they eat to prolong their life. If a mortal tries to eat the fruit it will kill them outright. Mortals given to the trees can be turned into vampires if the proper rites are performed.

I blame Anne Rice for introducing the melancholy pretty boys that constantly lament their existence.