As I mentioned in yesterday's
"Name four comfort-reading books", I find Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles strangely soothing. But I haven't read all of them. I stopped reading them, I think, after
Tale of the Body Thief.
Thanks to
the Vampire Chronicles tumblr (clicky-link!), which sometimes post quotes from the books, I came to the realization that I wanted to catch up. One trip to Goodwill later, and I now have (first edition!) hardbacks of
The Vampire Armand,
Merrick, and
Blood and Gold. Since I made my word count goal for writing last night, I rewarded myself by starting
The Vampire Armand during bath time.
Whoo. Bombast! Lurid purple prose! Shimmering preternatural flesh and flashing jewels of eyes, all wrapped in gold tissue and red velvet! I am going to have all sorts of silly fun with these.
I think part of my fondness for bombast is because I love dipping my toes into a state of extremely heightened, overwhelming emotions, but I know I don't want to
stay in that state. (In fact, I think it's safe to say that a lot of the
REALLY STUPID AND CLUELESS decisions that I have made in my life, at the core, were about me trying to get a drama and bombast fix. Which is NOT sustainable or sane for extended periods in Real Life.) Books and music let me indulge in my fondness for such feelings, without the unfortunate repercussions OR feeling like a complete idiot. (Hey, I
own my gothy clichés and am proud of it.)
So! 'Fess up, folks! What are your favorite Anne Rice books? What are your favorite bits of silly, bombastic escapist media?