I approached this story with some skepticism -- it's needless to say that Twilight and True Blood have certainly fogged my view of horror's ultimate baddie -- but my latest mantra pushed me forward. It's a classic.
Why does that matter?
That is hardly justification to dive into a 500 page novel that was written over a century before I was even born. Yet, I am decidedly fixed on my goal to read as many classics novels as humanly possible. They must be classic for a reason, right? I've always loved to read, but I, too, went through high school with the typical teenage attitude toward assigned books -- what is this rubbish? I felt I couldn't learn anything from Lord of the Flies and The Catcher in the Rye. And Shakespeare? Save me.
In the last five years, I've read a handful of books, but more often than not I found the modern dramas and thrillers to be lacking in substance. Droll characters, repetitive story-lines, plot holes. I want to be inspired. I want a book that'll change the way I think. There was only one place to look: the masterpieces of fiction.
Dracula...was nothing like I had imagined. Told from a series of present-tense journal entries, the story is presented as if it were currently and actually happening. Blurring the line between fiction and reality. I love this style of writing, because the path ahead is so unforeseeable. Paired with intoxicatingly eerie imagery, the novel is laced with fear and suspense.
The only aspect that bothered me, was the overly enthusiastic camaraderie between the characters. They were constantly pledging eternal friendship to one another....which I found strange and unrealistic. Though, come to think, I encountered similar themes in Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's The Hound of the Baskervilles. Maybe I mock these strong bonds, simply because it is an unfamiliar feeling in the 21st century. I mean, I can't even get a "thank you" when I hold open a door for someone.
Otherwise, I found Dracula to be edgy and believable. If I weren't so desensitized, I would have been terrified! It certainly wasn't Edward and Bella.
Moral of the story, don't let preconceived notions stop you from reading a book -- I promise, it'll be worth it!