Wednesday, October 11, 2017

October 2017 FnF Randomness

Spudguns!  This would be my offering for this month's Food n'Flix, of which I'm hosting.  In case you forgot; I picked the remake of Ghostbusters. (here is my announcement )

I've talked about this movie in year 5 of the blog when it first came out, but the run down goes like this... (and made a Slimmer Soup inspired by the first two films {here})

Plot:  After Prof Abby Yates, learns that a book she'd co-written years before; that she thought had been destroyed ends up online for sale, she tracks down her former best friend Dr. Erin Gilbert in order to ask her to stop selling it. While there, Abby gets roped into joining Erin and her coworker Jillian Holtzmann as they investigate a local haunting. This leads to them being invited by Patty, a subway worker, into also investigating what she believes is a ghost, that has started to terrorize people on the subway system. Before long, the foursome are in need of a new office, a new secretary and new ride; as they begin to clean up the city's latest mess. The gang discover that a crazed fanboy, Rowan, a janitor for a local hotel; has been studying the same source material they have. Only, he's out to use the knowledge to open a portal between the living and the dead.

One of the things about this film I really dug, was that 90% of the effects were done practically in-camera. All the slime we see through out was actually cooked up in the props kitchen, the one scene at the opening which has a character is running up stairs that break away; which was done with pullies; a comical scene near the end of the film with the Stay Puff Marshmallow Man who has the ghostbusters trapped was done with them against glass. It's good to know that movies are starting to return to the "old ways" more and more. 

Notes: Chinese food, wonton soup, carrots, potato chips, toast (mentioned), cotton candy (mentioned), hard candy (seen on desk) beer, coffee, shrimp, water chestnuts, hot dogs, sugar, Vienna sausages (mentioned) pizza, pop, goat (mentioned) chicken (mentioned) salad, bologna (mentioned) sandwiches, wine, sushi, mustard, ketchup, fries, popcorn, hot pretzels, marshmallows, twinkie (sign in street) rum (sign in street) ice cream (mentioned), potatoes (mentioned) tomatoes (mentioned) steak, nachos, fruit plate, flap jacks (mentioned) walnuts (mentioned end credits)

One of my favourite lines in the film comes from Patty when they are at the heavy metal concert hunting the demon ghost. She shakes her head saying that the music is making the creature angry and "To Play Something Gentle!".  I decided to combine that line with the fact we see hot dogs a couple of times in the film, along with Patty mentioning that she has a cousin who will "work for Vienna Sausages", and of course one of the earlier scenes in the film when Holtzmann is eating potato chips during their first hunt.

I decided to make a "Heavy Metal Hot Dog Casserole"


half a package of pasta
1 can cheddar soup
4 Yves veggie dogs
onion chopped
chopped green pepper
half a package of shredded cheese (I used a nacho blend)
1/2 bag of nacho cheese flavoured chips

Boil your pasta one minute underdone, drain MOST of the liquid leaving about a tablespoon,

transfer to your casserole dish,

add the soup to your pasta and mix well

Cook your hot dogs to package instructions (in this case boiled for 3 minutes), then chop up into smaller pieces,

Layer hot dogs and green peppers and onions on top of pasta

Crumble nacho chips over top,

Add shredded cheese

Bake for 20 minutes at 250 degrees or until cheese has melted

This is the part where you say "oh my god! She actually made a casserole!!!!"  Yeah, I know I know, they have been few and far between.

I decided to go with the nacho flavour theme here, because veggie dogs are known for having zero taste to them. (unless you use a spicy veggie sausage) So I thought, instead of trying to "doctor up the dog" I'd just take the easier route, and pick a flavour profile that I know would work.  No guess work needed, just nacho cheese all around. And other than salting the pasta water, there is NO extra salt/pepper, as I find canned soups no matter what the flavour, to be very salt.

Don't forget to check back in a few weeks (I think I said the 2nd of November) to find out what the rest of the gang were inspired to make when I post the round up.  And also, if you want to join in with us next month, the selection will be Planes Trains and Automobiles  and hosted by Amy at Amy's Cooking Adventures 

Monday, October 9, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p20

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 320, chapter 320

2026 Rolf's Kingdom

Our heroine crossed the room looking in Finn's closet, moving hangers left and right before turning and marching out. Her nose in the air she took two deep sniffs, nodding to herself as she continued on down the hallway, Reuben tight behind her. The dark haired male lycanthrope raised his eyebrows in question when he found them standing at Harker's door, our heroine rummaging through his drawers.

"Only took over a decade, but I finally got into Harker's pants." the female banshee said smiling wide. "No, not finding the funny? Tough room." she sighed expressing mock disappointment. "What's the matter there Roo? You look like you've got the weight of a thousand worlds on your shoulders." she continued to mess up the neatly folded clothes until she found a shirt that would fit. Removing the trenchcoat, she slithered into it.

"It sort of is." Reuben remarked shrugging. "Looking after the boys, running this kingdom and the Darkest Forest. It's difficult to say the lest. Not too mention, having to take care of Rolf. I would like my friend back now, thank you." he ran his hand over his beard before gesturing towards her. "Take your soul back."

"Yeah, that's not going to happen." she replied screwing up her nose as she tried to move past him. Reuben grabbed a hold of her elbow causing her to look down at his perfectly formed hand as he dug into her pale flesh. "Interesting." she hissed the word more to herself than to him.

"What do you mean not going to happen?"

"I need to get back to my life. Where a big evil danger is threatening everyone. I got rid of my soul so that I could fight it. To be able to do what needed to be done without anything holding me back. I got interrupted when Bacchus decided to rip me from my neighbourhood and relocate me into his band of not so marry men." she felt the pressure begin to loosen on her arm, but Reuben still held on. "Besides, if you really wanted my soul out of Rolf, then just call Loki to fix it."

"Loki abandoned us, two years ago." he scoffed letting go of her, practically tossing her aside. Turning on his heels, the dark haired wolf made a sound of disgust.

"Abandoned? Two years ago?" she echoed the words her former pack member had just spoken as if they were a new language to her.

"Yeah, right when you dumped your soul into Rolf." Reuben said over his shoulder at her, his right hand now at his forehead as he continued to move around the small bedroom.

"Right." our heroine let out a sigh as she closed her eyes, tilting her head back just an inch. "Time moves differently here." licking her lips she raised her own arm letting it drop to her thigh. "When I did that, Bacchus showed up really angry and told Edric and myself that Loki had gone to Odin and was trying to get it sorted out." the female banshee moved again into the interior of the room closer to her friend. "That was barely a few months ago in my timeline." reaching her hand out, she touched Reuben's shoulder. "That doesn't sound like Loki. I mean, yeah he's a god, and he's done some crappy things over the years, but abandoning us was never one of it. He always, always came when we summons him; even when he demanded a heavy price tag, he always showed up."

"Well, he hasn't." Reuben shook his head as he moved from her once again, the idea of her touching him inflamed his anger towards the situation. "There has been nothing from him. Not even any of those psychotic dreams he used to like to drop into our minds. Those crazy hidden message visions he loved so much."

"Great, now we're really shacked." Nosferatu sighed as she turned again towards the door.  "Well, one crisis at a time." her hand was on the doorknob. "I need to get Shayne out of the kingdom as quick as possible. And..." she hooked her thumb over her shoulder towards the still closed door. "The other one I guess...I'll have to take back with me." she closed her eyes again dropping her shoulders in defeat.

"Does that one have a name?"  Reuben swore he felt the question hanging in the air between them, not wanting to be answered. Turning to face her once again, the dark haired wolf crossed his arms over his muscular chest waiting. "What, you picked up a hitchhiker without getting their details?"  Our heroine shook her head, eyes wide as she crossed the length of the room again to lean in over Reuben's shoulder. She barely breathed the sentence; practically mouthing the words so that none of the other supernatural creatures in the castle would discover. "You did what?" he growled as he pulled away from her, his arms in the air.

"Shut up!" she hissed again. "I can't have Rolf knowing!"

"Then why did you bring her here?" he ran both hands over his face, fingers leaving little trails of blood that evaporated as soon as they appeared. "He's going to go ballistic!"

"He never needs to know alright!" she held up her hand palm forward. "You said yourself, he's not himself that he doesn't connect to anyone or anything anymore. We can be gone before he ever realizes anyone was even in the building."

"Good luck on that one."

The bedroom door suddenly opened and our heroine found herself falling forward her shoulder crashing into the solidness of Reuben's.  The massive creature whimpered as it sniffed her neck in rapid speed it's tongue darting out across her chin. Tombstone wagged his tail beyond happy to see his owner. The hellhound had grown to be as large as the werewolves themselves.

"Hey...nice to see you too. Down, off, off, Reuben do something." she pleaded.  The male snapped his fingers as the beast sat down, his front paws marching in place as he waited eagerly for some praise.

"Any other shockers up your sleeve?"

"She was Bacchus's girl." our heroine stated matter of factly.

"No! I did not just hear that!" Reuben moved around her, whistling for Tombstone to follow. The beast looked from one to the other giving a low grunt before obeying the werewolf.

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story. Remember, these two didn't always have such a strained relationship)

Sunday, October 1, 2017

October Food n Flix Announcement

Spudguns! it's that time again, when I say guess what, I'm hosting Food in Flix this month. And, in the spirit of October season, I've selected the 2016 remake of Ghostbusters.

The rules are simple, watch the 2016 remake of Ghostbusters during the month of October 2017, and then head to your kitchen and cook or bake something it's inspired; then blog about it.
Your post must be current (October 2017), and must have a link to both this post and the FoodnFlix site.
Then, send an email to myself at "", as well as cc-ing  Heather at "".   With the email header of "FoodnFlix Submission".  It must include your name, your blog's name, the link to the post, and a photo of your recipe. Or, you must give me permission to snag a photo from the blog post.
The deadline this month is  Monday October 30th 2017.  I'll be posting the round up for that on the 2nd November 2017.
You may also post your recipe on Instagram. IF you do so, it MUST include a short intro, the name of the recipe, #Foodnflix, and @ardethblood,

Ghostbusters is about four female paranormal investigators who find themselves in the middle of a city wide revenge plot; by one rogue inventor who has found a way to unleash the spirits of the dead on New York.  They've got one chance to stop the world from being sucked into oblivion.

Have fun, be inspired and watch out for the slime. 

Monday, September 18, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p19

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 319, chapter 319

Rolf's Kingdom

Our heroine pushed herself up from the floor where she had skidded across the length of the kitchen, crumpled against the wall. "Damn Roo, how do you make that shoulder roll look so easy?" exiting the kitchen, she turned left down the large hallway. "Everyone, meet everyone else." her voice trailed behind her as she headed towards the library. Reuben hot on her heels.

"Finally. Rolf's been..." Reuben was talking at werewolf speed, his words blending together over her shoulder.

"Where's the mirror?" she didn't stop moving until she was standing in front of the magick mirror. Removing the blanket she knocked twice. "Wrong mirror." letting out a deep sigh she turned quickly slamming into the dark haired werewolf. "Where's the other mirror? The one that connects to my world?"

"Finn's bedroom." the dark haired wolf said pulling his hair back into the perfect ponytail. Our heroine shook her head a millimeter as she let a small breath escape.

"You never change do you?"

"No need to." he breathed the sentence as he watched her turn again leaving the room. Sniffing the edges of the walls, our heroine picked up the trail leading to the familiar's bedroom. Finding the mirror she was looking for, she knocked twice. A hazy picture started to focus, like watching through a dirty window in the rain. She saw the female figure begin to come into view, as Matilda stood in front of her side of the magick mirror a half eaten banana in hand.

"I need to talk to Edric." the banshee's voice was edged in quickness.

"Okay. I can do that. I think? I can whip up a spell that will allow any surface to tap into this mirror. Might take a few hours. But I think if I ..."

"Matilda! Phone him! Just grab the telephone and dial Seward's number. Put it on speaker."

"Oh right yes!" the older hippy said, her tie-dyed skirts flying around her as she spun in a half circle looking for the little cell phone. "How did you end up back home?"

"Portal. I couldn't get it to open back to our reality. Bacchus has some sort of blockage in place."she sniffed halfway turning again to face Reuben who was standing behind her once again. "Fill me in here, what's the date?"

"September 4th 2026." Reuben said raising his palm in question, his arms crossed over his muscular chest. "Why?"

"Have you had the full moon yet this month?"

"Two days from now." he turned then to look at the bedroom door. "Oh!" he rubbed his nose confused as to why he hadn't picked up on the scent of the two females.

"Shayne needs safe passage out of the kingdom. I'd take her with me back to my reality, but even with every glamour spell on the planet, she wouldn't be able to hide for long. " our heroine said gesturing to her hair. "She's the lest of our worries."

"The other one?" Reuben shrugged towards the hallway. "You going to tell me why you brought passengers?"    Our heroine was about to answer him when she heard Matilda say she needed to put Seward on speaker.

"Seward. Can you hear me?" our heroine's voice was tight as she yelled leaning over towards the mirror. Reuben squinted up his nose as he stuck his finger in his left ear.

"How can he not? I have a ringing now." the dark haired wolf grumbled under his breath.

"Nosferatu! Oh my god!"  the human's voice sounded as clear as if he was in the room with her, and not transmitting through time and space. "Oh my god. Okay, so where are you?"

"Long story. Is Edric with you?"  she knew the second she'd asked that she hadn't needed to, as she could hear the sound of the human running through the house nearly tripping over the stairs in his rush to bring the phone to the hybrid. The view of Matilda on the other side of the magick mirror didn't help matters, with her nervously jumping in place with every sound. It was like watching someone playing a video game for the first time, holding the controls while acting out some of the movements.

"Okay, he's right here, I'm just...oh watch the puddle...god I hope that wasn't...Arrgghh!" she heard Seward land hard on the ground. "Hang on. You still there? I tripped, dropped the phone." she heard the human's breathing returning to a hot pant as he scrapped the cell phone across the edge of the pavement. "Hello? Hello? Nosferatu?"

"Yeah still waiting." she sniffed catching the aroma of a crowd having gathered at the doorway. She didn't need to turn to look to know that not only had Finn joined them, but the two kids and Maxwell.

"Dropped the phone. Arthur's been leaving bones everywhere. Among other things. I need to hose him down again. We can't seem to get him to shower."  the human was cut short as Edric snatched the little contraption out of his hand.

"Where are you?" the male hybrid demanded.

"Not where I should be. I'm with Rolf and Reuben." she replied her voice becoming less hurried. The impatience leaving her body, her shoulders relaxing at the sound of Edric's voice. "Everyone okay on that end?"

"We're all alive if that's what you mean. Mentally, not so much. Are you? Okay I mean?" the sandy-blonde male's voice took a dip as he held the tiny phone in his hand. His blue eyes darted back and forth in a silent panic as he wished for the long heartbeat of dead air; that they were still connected by the sire bond. If they had been, he'd have been able to locate her.

"Yeah. Physically. It's going to be a while before I can open another portal." she bit her bottom lip at the same time Edric did the same on his end.

"How long is a while?" the hybrid asked feeling the back of his throat go dry.

"Not too sure. I'm hoping before the full moon." our heroine tilted her head to the side as she listened to the sounds coming from the little phone on the other side of the magick mirror. She could swear she'd heard the disappointment and grief in her mate's body language. The way Edric shuffled his left foot just a half centimeter, and the very twitch of his perfectly pointed ears.

"But you're safe. I mean, we handled it." Edric swallowed unwilling to allow the sudden doubts creep over him.

"I'm safe darling. It's the others who escaped with me I'm worried about." she sighed, scratching at her forehead. "It's not safe for either of them. Not just because of that but because I don't know what Bacchus will do?"

"Oh my god! No pun in tended." Seward said leaning over the little phone again. "I had the craziest dream about you and Edric. I was a security guard and there was a mall..."

"Seward hon."  our heroine felt more than heard Reuben wince at hearing her call someone other than himself hon. "There's no time right now." her own hazel eyes shifting around the room quickly, taking stock of the situation. "Edric, I..." she paused for a half a heartbeat, allowing herself to blush hotly before continuing. Lowering her voice a few notches, she closed her eyes tilting her head to the side. "lIj wIj ruStay "

Edric shook his head in confusion as Seward's eyes lit up before Edric covered the human's mouth, bringing his finger up to his own lips in a quiet gesture. Removing his hand, Edric mouthed the words "Star Trek?" Seward nodded as the hybrid shrugged. Seward touched Edric's chest before drawing a heart in the air. Quickly, he whispered something for Edric to repeat. Edric screwed up his nose at his friend unable to figure out what he was saying.

"nuqDaq 'oH puchpa'' e' " Edric said as smoothly as he could one hand gesturing in circles. The whole time Seward giving him looks and giggling like a two year old.

"Ferengi che' Suq Soch, wejmaH, wa'vatlhHutlogh."

Out of Time

They heard Matilda say the magick mirror went black, and the call was over. Seward turned the cell phone off. The fit of laughter that broke from him was hyper-extended with a sharp snort as the human nearly fell over.

"She comments about you being her mate and you ask where the bathroom was?"  he typed in something on his cell phone then showed it to Edric. "Rough translation of what she said."

"Not all of us is fluent in pop culture. Obviously, she felt she couldn't trust someone if she felt the need to resort to Klingon." Edric said running his hand through his limp mohawk.

"Well, it was obviously meant just for us." Seward commented as Edric glared at him. "What? I'm just saying! But why would she mention the Ferengi Rules of Acquisition? That's like double coding the code?" he scratched his ear as he started to look something up online. "There was the number seven, I think, and thirty-something, and a hundred we go." he nodded more to himself than to the hybrid as he scratched his nose. "Why would she tell us to make detergent?"

"She wouldn't. You got the number wrong. Give me that!" he tore the cell phone out of his hand scrolling through the website. "This seems more likely, number 190 which, makes sense if you're right about the other numbers. They all have similar meanings, about not trusting anyone."

"Think that means Matilda too?" Seward asked.

"Might? But, Matilda could just as easily figure it out too. I'm betting she picked star trek because of who's on her end of the mirror.

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story.  I was referring to the Ferengi Rules of Acquisition 183 and 190.)

Sunday, September 3, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p18

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 318, chapter 318

Out of Time

"I don't understand." Shayne said as she stood in line, her tray in front of her waiting for our heroine to add the spoonful of mashed potatoes. "Every other female in this place are slaughtering each other to get into Bacchus's bed. Yet you, choose to wash dishes." she shrugged. "Why?"

"He's not that charming." our heroine replied smirking.

"EVERY female." the other creature replied moving to the side of the line so she could continue to talk. "Even the ones who don't like males are fighting for their chance to lay with him."

"Ew. Like seriously, why?" our heroine asked glancing around the room. She'd forgotten that Bacchus only appeared to her in the form of the sandy blonde Australian surfer. To each creature he would appear as they figured he should look. Some of them, indeed would be lusting after him as he took the image of their ideal man; some just wanted to be his favourite for the power it would allow them. "Yeah well, sleazy come...what?" she asked it was her turn to shrug.

"You're the one he's got plans for. Accept all that it entails. You've got a target on your back." Shayne nodded as she moved then to the nearest table.

Our heroine screwed up her nose as she mocked her, continuing to serve the meal.  An hour later, she leaned on the edge of the small cafeteria window that separated the actual kitchen from the dinning hall. Watching the rows and rows of females as they talked and fought among themselves. Like anywhere else, the female creatures had broken down into smaller communities. The former mermaids huddled together next to the witches, but away from the vampires and former shapeshifters. The amazons seemed to prefer the former shapeshifters, but were less inclined to share space with the trolls. The dragon like furies seemed to distrust the sprites and sidhes.  All of them sending chills through our heroine as they plotted to over throw her.  She had turned her back to the window, her attention on mopping the floor of the kitchen when it happened.

Her brain seemed to freeze up, her nose twitching as if on fire, her ears tuning in past the din to one single heartbeat. Her eyes became the pure white of the banshee, her gums aching as she licked her lips. There was no denying the familiar scent that suddenly caught on the air. Looking up, she caught the image out of the corner of her eye. Blood splattered on the attacker's hair as she continued to punch the raven haired female over and over, her companions holding her in place. Growling, Nosferatu snapped the wooden mop handle in half, jumping over the edge of the window just as Shayne's strong grip landed on her shoulder.

"What's wrong?" the other female asked not bothering to look around the room."Are you trying to get yourself killed already?"   Our heroine snorted back a half growl, running the back of her wrist over her mouth. She shook her head no.  "Well that's what will happen if you interfere." Shayne said nodding now towards the fight between a few of the amazons and the other creature. "She's just come from Bacchus's quarters. That one's been a favourite of his for as long as I can remember."  Our heroine had stopped listening to her friend, her instincts on overload. In fact, she heard nothing else that was said to her, heard nothing else that was happening around her. Saw nothing but the mass of creatures as they cowered on their knees, or fled the room entirely.  Their ears covered, some with blood running down the sides of their hands where the blood was trickling between their fingers, others with full streams of the red liquid trailing across their lips and chins.

Our heroine had let out a howl enough to silence everyone of them. The banshee's voice reverberated off the walls in a painful echo.  A moment later she found herself breathing heavily as she turned towards Shayne checking her friend for any real damage.

"You're good." she mumbled, not realizing that the other creature could hear nothing but a ringing in her ears as she glared at the banshee in pure anger. Watching as Nosferatu pointed towards the main hall, shoving her out of the way. Shayne watched then as our heroine moved across the room at lightening speed.

"What the shack was that?" She asked a few minutes later in the hallway following our heroine back to the small room where she slept still in the cage. Shayne didn't understand why our heroine chose to act like a prisoner when she had the right to act like a queen?

"That!" the banshee snarled her double row of top fangs wet with blood saliva. "That was me laying down the law."

"Why? I don't understand what you were trying to accomplish?"

"I just...I need...a moment!" she hissed slamming her fist into the wall causing the bricks to bend. "That can't happen again! In fact I won't let it! It ends tonight because I'm out of here. I'm going and you're welcome to come with me. Or not. Up to you. But I'm going to figure out how to get out of here and I'm taking her with me!"

"Her who? Bacchus's favourite concubine?" Shayne asked referring to the raven haired girl. "What is she to you?"

"Technically. Me. Well, the female werewolf I replaced. That was Anezka." she said swallowing some of her anger. "Rolf's sister. The one he traded his soul to save. She's suppose to be living as a human."


Rolf's Kingdom 

The six year old stood in the middle of the room, his little hand gripping the edge of one of the old poppets tightly. The fur dollie was a sad excuse for a toy, but little William adored it. His ears had been ringing for almost half an hour, his nose itching with the electricity in the air.  You heard it too? the voice in his head said. Nodding, he didn't bother to turn seeing his older brother standing a few feet away from him in the doorway of the kitchen. Damen bit his lip trying not to appear frightened as he reached for his half brother pulling him back into the hallway.  A brief half second later and Finn, Reuben and Harker were standing between them and the portal that had begun to open in the middle of the castle's kitchen.

Harker was thrown backwards hard into the wall, his vision blurred as he'd watched Reuben move at werewolf speed protecting the boys; just before three figures seemed to tumble out of midair.

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story.  I've got "we are family" stuck in my head now)

Sunday, August 27, 2017

night bleeds August

So the selections combo for this round was the Russian fantasy Night Watch by Sergei Lukyanenko, and the movie version.

Book: Anton is a member of the Night Watch, a group of Others who police the streets in the name of Light magick. His talents include being a magi and Seer, as well has his more mundane skill of being a computer analyst. His biggest assignment to date is tracking down a large vortex and stopping it. Which seems simple enough at first. But, he ends up getting mixed up with a couple of rouge vampires who have kidnapped a young boy -Egor. Figuring out that the vortex was accidentally caused by a female Other- Svetlana; who's unaware of her real powers, he manages to calm her down and disarm the vortex. But, not before learning that he himself is the bait of a much bigger plan. Both his own boss and the boss of the Day Watch -the Other's who work with Dark magick - are after both the boy and the female magi. Each connected to the next like a small piece of a much bigger puzzle.
Meanwhile, a serial killer is on the loose, killing only members of the Day Watch. The murders are then blamed on Anton. As Anton goes undercover by switching bodies with a female co-worker, he finds himself once again the pawn in a larger plan still unknown to him, as he is put in the path of the serial killer twice in one night. It's soon learned that the serial killer was indeed an Other designed to become the Judge. One who is neither light or dark.
To make matters worse, Anton's bosses are aware that the young boy who's destiny has not been chosen, was meant to be the greatest magi the world has ever seen.  Anton learns almost too late that he is the missing key element designed to push Svetlana into an extreme emotional state which will accelerate her magick powers. This is then channeled into her ability to rewrite a new path for Egor; allowing him to be shuffled from darkness to light. When Anton figures out his part in the bosses plan, he removes himself from the group leaving them to come to terms with it.

We actually have three kinds of vampirism happening here. Blood drinkers, energy sifters and old fashion manipulation. The fact the Day Watch, who work with the "dark energy" do so by taking the emotions from normal humans and turning them into energy for spells, falls into folklore of what a vampire really could be, and why witches were feared as being able to become vampires after death.

All the characters are technically "vampires" be they witches/seers, shapeshifters or vampires as all the characters gain their powers by "tasting" the emotions of humans. Be them "light" or "dark".

The Night Watch boss, is as much a bad guy as the actual bad guys are, because he has seen how everything is going to play out, and decides to take things into his own hands, turning his watch into pawns for slaughter without telling anyone what his end goal is. He lies for the greater good, destroying so many lives in the meantime.  

movie:  The rulers of two fractions, the Dark and the Light, are seen battling on a bridge in the middle ages, their knights slaughtering each other. A truce is created by the two warlords, declaring a divided agreement to keep humans out of their affairs.  We then fast forward to 1992, where a young man has gone to a local witch doctor in order to get his wife back. She had cheated on him, choosing the other man over him. The witch doctor tells him she can do the spell to reunite them, but also that the wife is pregnant with the other man's son. In order for the spell to work, Anton must agree to allow her to kill the child. He begins to refuse, but gives in. Before the spell can be completed, a group of invisible men arrive arresting the witch doctor and informing Anton he himself is a Seer. Fast forward another 12 years, and we see a young boy being lured by a couple of young vampires. Anton, now a member of the Night Watch, is tracking down the two rouge vampires. He manages to kill the male, and injure the female. But Anton is hurt in the battle, and his boss has to use magick to heal him. In doing so, he learns that while Anton was tracking the vamps, he crossed paths with a woman in the eye of a storm. His boss tells him about an old legend that prophecies the return of a curse that will start be the catalyst for the shift in power. Warning Anton that everyone is in danger, he partners Anton with a shapeshifter. Anton and Olga then begin tracking the woman, and the young boy Yegor; to stop the prophecy from happening. Anton, learns during his investigation that Yegor is his son. Before long, Yegor is captured by the rogue female vampire, who demands revenge for Anton having killed her husband. Yegor learns the truth about Anton being his father, and turns his back on him, choosing to be part of the Day Watch.

This is the 2004 movie starring Konstantin Khabenshy and Valdimir Menshov.

The big difference between the two stories, is that the movie only covers the first 200 pages of the novel. As the female vampire, has a small role in the actual novel but is a main plotline in the movie. 

The movie also, down plays the role of the (dark side) Day Watch's boss to a few short scenes. We see him mostly sitting in a room playing a video game. Which we learn is how he actually figures out how the situation can go by "playing out" every possible path. The novel has him with a much heavier role. Both have him as a sympathetic character and is one who seems to tell the truth all the time. The idea being, you can do more hurt with the truth that's been hidden, than you can with a big lie.

Both the movie version and the novel play out the idea that everything is connected and therefore nothing is ever by chance. Something that you do now, will have large consequences down the line. The idea of free will is heavy here too. It draws parallels to how governments have tried to unify society over the years; comparing the characters manipulation to this.  Which once again, comes back to the big theme of vampirism.

The novel is actually the first in a series of novels (followed by Day Watch, Twilight Watch, Last Watch, New Watch, Sixth Watch) called World of Watches.

That's about all I've got for now, I'll be back later in the week with the announcement for the October selection.

Monday, August 14, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p17

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 317, chapter317

Out of Time...

Our heroine lay on the floor her wounds already healed, the blood drying in the salt, forming a prison of its own. She should never have opened her mouth. Never corrected the other creature when she had been boasting of Valhalla. Our heroine should have just let it be. But she didn't, she couldn't. The female creature spoke of having been there, of having moved along side the valkyries. Boastings of nothing but play acting. Our heroine had only to let the female have her moment, even if it was a lie. But, the banshee couldn't leave well enough alone. It cost her two back teeth.

"I'm fine. Good even. I mean, the floor is somewhat clean. Cleaner than some of the floors I've been left to bleed out on. No, really, don't get up. And I don't blame you for not wanting to get too close to me cause you little rat are big enough for a snack. What's that? Oh you spotted a crumb of something by the leg of the table enough for your dinner. Groovy, but first can you swing that tail and just move some of these damned grains of salt for me huh? All nine thousand eight hundred and fifty two of them..." she shifted her head a half centimeter. "make that fifty eight. I didn't see the sprinkling of it by my ear."

"Why are you still on the floor?" Shayne said from out of nowhere.  Our heroine sniffed as she sat up her short spiked hair smashed sideways.

"The view was nice." she shrugged getting to her feet. She pointed towards the spilled salt. "I wasn't done counting them."  Shayne shook her head in confusion. "Vampiric creatures can't pass by things like seeds or sand or any kind of little spilled grainy things without counting every last one."

"Oh." Shayne's eyes went wide. "So what else is true? Do crosses work?"

"No. Garlic yes. Which totally sucks by the way cause I really miss garlic bread." she pointed to the salt that still lay on the floor by her feet. "Seriously, can you sweep these for me. They are blocking me and I really need to pee."


Dagan stumbled into the doorway of the building as he was exiting the bar. The sudden sense of heat at his left elbow causing him to blink; his body on automatic as his fingers encased the offered hand. His ears were more than ringing from the noise, his very sensitive nose nearly burned from the inside from the lack of air conditioning; as stale beer and sweat clung to him. He barely heard the female's giggle as she drunkenly stumbled over her own shoes. The pair stumbled and staggered their way in a zig zag across the next few streets as the shapeshifter tried to ignore the constant babbling his drunken companion was saying. He'd picked her simply because of the white fur coat she was wearing. One of those shaggy messes of fakeness that hung just below the edge of her too mini mini-skirt, and seemed to be puddled at her elbows in a careless angle. He felt her move away from him as he stopped suddenly. The city zoo had been closed for years, the 'do not enter' sign faded from the weather and sun, but the scent of the animals still clung to areas long forgotten within. Raising his right hand, the auburn haired male felt the heat coming off it. Spreading his fingers, he pushed the tips against the heated area, a slight resistance making him wonder.  "Baby, I lost my purse. I think it's back at the bar." the slurred giggling voice said from a few feet away over his shoulder, causing Dagan to look. He moved back towards the girl shrugging.

He woke the next morning to some horrible station on the radio, the girl still passed out, the fake fur coat clutched in his hand. It even smelled synthetic. Years of bar hopping clung to the wool and acrylic like a life of its own. Using his werewolf speed, he moved in a blur, out the door of the girls' apartment, out of the building and halfway down the street, before the magick mist had fully formed around him. Dagan found himself once again standing at the back entrance to the old zoo. He couldn't explain it, but it was almost as if someone had stuck a grappling hook into his chest and reeled him in. Sniffing, he ran his left hand through his hair, smoothing it back before deciding to break the lock and chains baring up the gates. Screaming, the werewolf shook his hand as smoke rose in heavy grey clouds from his now burned palm. Snarling, Dagan cracked his neck rotating his shoulders more determined then ever to get into the place.  He was still wearing the white fur coat.


"What are you doing?" Ruthven asked his younger cousin as he walked into the kitchen refilling his coffee mug. Landin said nothing at first as he continued to stare out the window squinting.

"Trying to read his mind." he finally whispered gesturing towards the backyard where Arthur was. The werewolf was crouched down on his heels in the farthest corner of the yard, completely naked, covered in dirt and leaves chewing on a bare turkey bone. "He's been like that for the past hour. Just chewing away on that thing."

"And that's entertaining?"  the dark haired human asked reaching around his cousin to see what the book was he had in front of him. Ruthven flipped a few pages of the journal discovering that other than the date, it was blank. "And this?"

"Why I'm trying to read his mind." Landin sighed biting his lip. "He's easier to read when he's in full wolf form."

"Yeah too bad we have to keep him locked up when he is though. Okay you going to tell me why you want to read his mind?"

"I want to know why Nosferatu keeps scoring these guys? Is it just a supernatural thing?" the bleached blonde looked at his older cousin. "I mean, you've become smitten with her too, I've seen it. So, spill, what is it that attracts you to her?"  Ruthven stared blankly at the journal for a few long seconds before shrugging. "So is it this so called love spell because she's half god?"

"Not too sure myself. But one thing I do know..." Ruthven pointed his coffee mug towards the backyard. "We're going to need a higher fence if we want to keep the neighbours from calling the police on him. We've been lucky so far that Mrs. Brownstone has been on vacation. He's going to get himself arrested for indecent exposure soon."   The two Van Helsing boys snickered as Arthur gave them the finger not bothering to look up from his chew toy. "Shack. Forgot about the wolf hearing."

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story. Mid-season always a hard point)

Sunday, July 30, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p16

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 316, chapter 316

Pangs of Glory

"What's going on here?" Edric asked as he stood suddenly behind them. Seward swore under his breath before jumping between Edric and our heroine, who was still holding the handful of underwear from the clearance bin.

"Surprise?" Seward said nodding towards them both, his hands now clinched at his chest as he rocked up on his toes. "Nosferatu decided to stop by for coffee before the fireworks...cause it's July 1st and...oh BBQ..." the dark haired male said stammering as he looked at his empty wrist. "I'll just go do a quick set of rounds and then see if there is anything in the food court we can use for a picnic or...I'll be back." he scurried away in the direction that Edric had just arrived from.  Our heroine and Edric stood there both unsure what to say or do next.

"He means well." our heroine said as she cleared her throat suddenly remembering she had a half a bin of cotton underwear in her hand, placing them back and smoothing them out. "Total method to his madness. I think?"

"Yeah, he's a good...I'm sorry, what are you doing here?" Edric tilted his head blushing hotly, scratching at his neck. "I mean, hi I'm Edric."

"Nosferatu." she held out her hand not sure if she should offer it or not, but it was too late by the time she'd thought the gesture through. Edric had already grabbed her hand in his, the action so familiar it took them both a few long seconds to realize they hadn't actually shook hands. They were both just sort of standing there in a daze holding hands.

"Edric! Edric! Edric!!!" the sound of heavy running seemed to break their trance as Zeddy came around the corner at top speed. He stopped beside our heroine placing one hand on her shoulder, the other at his chest trying to catch his breath. "I'm not hallucinating. I'm not too high, there is someone after me!"

"Dude, there's no one after you." Edric replied his blue eyes closed all blushing and awkwardness stripped from the moment. "Okay fine, say there is. What makes you think it and what did they look like?"

"Big, horns on their head, furry." he gestured over his shoulder towards the hallway nearest the food court. "I was getting flour from the storage area, and it's shadow took up half the wall. Hi Nosferatu, you're still here?"

"I'm sure it was nothing. But, I was in the middle of doing rounds so I'll check it out." Edric said back to work mode.

"Good. Nosferatu can come with us. I'll hide behind her." Zeddy mumbled as he took the tail end of their little group, literally walking behind each of them peering over their shoulders. "It's good to see you two finally together. I mean, man, if I had to listen to him any longer about how he wasn't sure he should message you...ouch what you hit me for?" Zeddy rubbed his left shoulder from where Edric had punched him. They continued on in silence for a few more minutes, Edric opening the door to the storage area not seeing anything out of the ordinary. He was about to yell at his friend when our heroine pointed to a spot on the floor.

"Does that look like a hoof print to you?" she bent down to examine the dropped bag of flour and the light dusting it left across the floor. There was clear indication that something had been there.

"Uh. Oddly it does." Edric replied in puzzlement. "Okay you're not completely crazy this time." he said off handedly to Zeddy.  Hunching down on his heels, Edric tried to get a closer look. "There seems to be a trail sort of. If you call three scuffs a trail." he turned towards the back of the storage room, where the trail seemed to stop. Getting back to a standing position, the sandy-blonde male made his way to the back door. It was unlocked which it shouldn't have been. Grabbing his flashlight, he peeked into the hallway. Nothing but spiderwebs and dust. He waited for a long pause, listening for something when he noticed the webs were moving. There seemed to be a breeze coming from somewhere, only there were no fans or air ducts. "God, this is like a maze. Did you know this was here?" he turned to ask Zeddy. The larger male shrugged shaking his head.

"No idea there was a second door in this room. That's usually in that spot." he pointed to a large wooden bookcase. The bookcase had been moved a few feet, but looked otherwise untouched. The boxes and cans all still in their place. "You go check it out and I'll wait here." he grabbed our heroine by the shoulders hiding behind her.

"Alone? You who's like a foot taller than I am, and out weigh me by 40 pounds, want me to go in there alone? With no map or anything?"  Zeddy didn't answer just nodding ducking behind our heroine some more.

"Oh give me that." our heroine said with a sigh as she grabbed the flashlight out of his hand.

"Scream if you need us. Like if a psycho killer is in there or you trip into a well or something." Zeddy said. "We'll get Seward to rescue you."

"Uh. Speaking of. He should have been back by now." Edric started to dial Seward's number.


Out of Time...

Seward snorted as he woke, the sound of the cell phone buzzing somewhere near him. He pushed the stack of open books away from him as he searched for the intrusion to his dream. Hitting the button, he found he'd missed a call from Quentin asking him if he'd gotten any farther with his research?  The dark haired male was about to reply that he hadn't when he spotted a photo in one of the books. Grabbing the large volume he dragged it into his lap still sitting on the floor of his grandfather's book shop. The page before him was written in a language he couldn't read, but the woodcarving was very familiar. Shaking his head, Seward got up off the floor and headed for the back of the store. Searching the one corner of the building where they had comic books, the male found what he'd been looking for. A rare collector's edition of a 1970's horror comic. Seward had convinced his grandfather to add a bit of a "modern" edge to the store a few years before, but his grandfather had been less then willing to do much more than appease him with the far back corner converting one book case for it. But here, now in inked pinks, yellows and slime greens, all faded from their former glory, he found the matching images.

Returning to his spot on the floor, the dark haired male compared the comic's panels to the woodcutting in his ancient text. Even with the "modern" setting of the 1970's, when you ignored the intense afros and street slang, the story seemed to match up. Though he had to admit as he titled his head to the side making a small noise in his throat, he did like the rainbow that glided out of the disco sorcerer's hand, and the magick 8-ball that sent lightening up to activate the skull shaped mirror ball over the dance floor. 
The story centered around a guy who had to travel to the underworld to battle a god. Along the way, getting stuck in a maze having to fight a minotaur, a group of feral women and searching for the key with a bunch of magickal fae.

"Just like my dream." he whispered to the comic. Seward scrambled for a pen and paper to write down what he saw in his dream before he forgot it, but couldn't find a pen. Quickly, he hit the record button on his cell phone, dictating the dream.  "July 1st, book store, secret passage way, hoof prints, flour, the make-up...which was fairy dust! the stuffed animals, uh...uh a bat, a wolf, a fox, there were trees and a pool, I think it meant to be a wooded area? Not sure, what else was there?"  he closed his eyes letting out a deep sigh forcing himself to remember. "a prism on the text book, text books in general, oh it was a metaphysics book! So the occult, Zeddy was there, he was going on about movies and..." he looked at the comic in his hand. "he was standing in front of the comic book store in the dream, talking about the whole thing..." hitting the off button Seward dialed Quentin. "Hey, I think you need to return. Leave the book wherever you stashed it, and get back asap. Oh, and tell your new buddy he needs to come with you."

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story. Disco inferno anyone?)

Thursday, July 20, 2017

Food n Flix July 2017

It's that time again, where I tell you "hey, the group watched a movie and were inspired to make stuff". This month's Food n'Flix selection was Dirty Dancing, and it's being hosted by Chef Sarah Elizabeth.

plot: Two teenaged girls spend two weeks with their parents at a hotel, and end up falling for two staff members. The older sister unknowingly gets involved with the local cad, while the younger sibling ends up with the misunderstood rebel. Before long, they find themselves having to battle their own personal morals vs what they have been told they should believe in.

I am not going to lie, I've never been a fan of this film. I'm not a fan of  Romeo/Juliet style stories at all, and that's what this is at the core.  I have just never seen the appeal of this movie, or Patrick Swayze? (I always thought he looked like an oversized troll but...)   (I mean seriously, what was wrong with Watermelon Boy? She by passed the one guy completely for the flashiness of the dancer)

What this movie is about and does handle well is the topic of abortion, and I will give it all the props on the planet for that, and it was one of - if not the first major film to do so; but otherwise; when you strip that off you're left with a story about two teenaged girls who get involved with older guys.   Here, you have "Baby", this 17 year old kid who pushes her way into the lives of these twenty-somethings, sticking her nose in their business where it doesn't belong, pretty much steals Penny's job out from under her not too mention her best friend, and flaunts her wealth by giving her money to "fix the problem".

So, with all that said, I had a wait for it...TV EDIT ON VHS!  Yeah, I managed to borrow a really old copy and was so worried it was going to get eaten by my vcr.

Notes- "meringue" (because of the Merengue dance scene) soup (mentioned) pickles, bread, butter, fruit salad, mashed potatoes, turkey, stuffing, pot roast, chicken, watermelon, alcohol, cake, "pot pie" (one of the dancers' hat made me think of it)  pop, milk, rice pudding, brownies, cabbage rolls, coffee, bagels, donuts, jujubes (mentioned) grapefruit, eggs, sausage, pancakes, toast, juice, jam, bacon, pastry.

There was a lot of breakfast foods that I saw, but I wanted to go with! Yeah, the nodes of pink throughout from the title to her dress had me thinking of icing sugar actually. But, the temperature here has been too much for me to handle without having the oven on; so I went for the only other pink food I know how to make...Beet and Potato Salad.


2 large potatoes,
half an onion chopped,
pinch of salt,
1 teaspoon sugar
1/2 cup Miracle Whip
sliced baby beets with juice

Boil potatoes in salt water till they are slightly tender, drain and chop
Set aside to cool, 

once cooled, mix potatoes with onion, salt, sugar, Miracle Whip,

Put into fridge for 15 minutes,

Take your beets and chop them up, I would advise doing so either on a plate or a paper towel, because they will stain everything.  I used 4 pre-sliced pieces but adjust to the amount of salad you're making.

Remove potato salad from fridge and add your beets, mixing well,
Carefully add 2 Tablespoons of the beet juice.  Again, if you are making a larger salad you can add more, or if you want a darker colour.

Mix well,

Return bowl to fridge for about 45 minutes.

And that's all I've got for you this time around.    And next month's selection will be Second Hand Lions, and is being hosted by Fictional Fare.

Till next time

Sunday, July 16, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p15

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 315, chapter 315

Pangs of Glory

They continued to walk through the empty mall, our heroine still wondering if she should be pissed off at Seward or flattered that he was trying to play matchmaker?

"Wait 'em second. So he's not gay?" she shook her head stopping once again, this time in front of the expensive make-up store. The display featuring a two foot poster of a woman in deep charcoal coloured eye shadow and sparkles over her cheeks and lips; the headline reading You'll make your wildest dreams come true with our Fairy Dust. Little pots of the powder sat piled under the poster shaped like cartoon fairies. Only they looked smooshed, flattened like roadkill.

"You thought Edric was gay?" Seward asked the smile and good humour still glowing in his eyes. Our heroine said nothing as she stood there waiting for him to answer her. "Like I said, Edric has been crushing on you for a really long time..."

"It's just, when a man's that hot..." our heroine sighed continuing on down the empty mall, her foot steps echoing as she did.

"You've never seen him strung out depressed after a break up, all..." Seward let his arms turn into a windmill as he moved the few steps to catch up with her. "...blotchy cry eyed and having spent a week eating nothing but Poutine and pie, and drinking himself into oblivion, his hair gross with not being washed for a week, and the beer butt..."

"You mean gut don't you?"

"No, I mean butt." Seward puffed out his cheeks a little slapping his own rear. "Everything goes right to that guy's arse."

"I no longer know if you're still trying to sell me on the idea of him or put me off it?"

"Sell you on him. Definitely. Just pointing out that he's not that hot." Seward shrugged dragging out the word. "Just a guy under all that pretty. He poops like everyone else."

"Yeah, thanks for that visual." our heroine said waving her hand near her temples. "I didn't really need to think of anyone that way."

Seward looked up to see the book store lights were on. Telling Nosferatu to wait, he checked out the store.  One of the display tables had been knocked over, spilling a stack of books. Bending to pick them up, he half glanced at the fact they were metaphysics text books, the cover looking like a giant crystal with coloured dots marking off a prism shape. "Hello?" he continued on towards the back of the book store, spotting a bit of light coming from the stock room. Satisfied that the store was in deed empty, Seward returned to where he'd left our heroine.  She had moved on towards another store and was staring at the window display. A bunch of stuffed animals were hanging by threads over a large blow up pool. A little fuzzy grey bat seemed to be about to fall off it's thread, having been hung uneven, and with the breeze from the air conditioning, it swayed just a little too close to the little red fox and white wolf, who were positioned nearest an evergreen tree.  

"Does that look wrong to you?" she asked her fingertip tapping on the glass window, pointing just above the fox and wolf.

"No. Same display they've had all week. No one's touched it."

"No I just mean the fox and wolf being too close...never mind. I don't know what I was thinking?" her voice trailed off slightly as she let out another sigh. "I don't think I'm up for this. Meeting Edric, I mean."

"No no you are! You totally are!" the younger male said eyes suddenly wide hands out once again as if holding up an invisible wall. "I'm sorry, okay, I didn't mean to gross you out with the poop comment..."

"Ah sweetie, it's not that. I just mean...he's..." she tapped the window again without thinking before looking up at the stuffed bat. "...and I'm..." she could tell by the fact Seward's expression hadn't changed that he wasn't listening to her. "Here." she said grabbing him by the elbow and leading him towards yet another store on the other side of the hallway. Stopping in front of the men's clothing store, she shoved Seward towards the mannequin dressed in a tux. "Edric right." she continued, passing another two stores before reaching the lingerie store. She pointed towards the plain white cotton underwear in the clearance bin. "Me." she dipped her hand into the chaos of price tags and material pulling out a handful. "Not a bit of frilly or flash. Understand now?"

"Um...if I say no will you continue to try to explain by taking me over to the lacy frilly pink see-through...and...I'll shut up now."

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story. Remember, they are standing in Edric's blindspot.)

Thursday, July 13, 2017

Coffee Talk Randomness July 13th 2017

Spudguns! Got your dark roasted coffee bean goodness...yummy right. Okay, so I just heard there is going to be a remake of the movie Little Vampire. You know I'm digging that. It's getting a Hallowe'en release. Makes sense. And that will hold me over till the next Hotel Transylvania film scheduled for next year.  Which again, timing wise fits, with the whole reboot of the Universal Monsters that they started this year. I haven't had the chance yet to see the first in the reboot; The Mummy.  I plan to though. I know, it's a Tom Cruise movie and I hate his stuff. But, let's face it, he nailed Interview with a Vampire. Against everything anyone believed, he shinned in Interview with a Vampire. And I suppose at some point I need to actually see the Mummy movies that came out in the last twenty years.

Big will notice, I never did relaunch my Top 5 Favs segments. That's because I never got any responses from anyone. I had asked back beginning of the year for some movie recommendations and, nothing. I'm disappointed.  That was one of my more popular topics on the blog here too, which surprises me actually that no one...moving on from my self pity.

Recognize the silver purse don't you? Right you are, it's what inspired that dream sequence that I wrote in Nosferatu Adventures. Look at that, the purse is a star.

Yeah, my brain is in full on vampire mode, more than normal. As I've pretty much been watching nothing but vampire films for the youtube movie reviews. And as I mentioned before, there are a few different reviews on my youtube then there are here in written form.

Another segue...I'm pretty happy with the current schedule for Nosferatu Adventures. So I think I'll continue on for another few months of just doing them every two weeks. Which means, there will be one this Sunday (July 16th,)
If you want to catch any of my video reviews you can do so (here)  With that said...til next time.

Thursday, July 6, 2017

Coffee Talk July 6th 2017

Spudguns!  Just coming in to remind you all that the Night Bleeds all vamp combo for August 2017 is Night Watch by Sergei Lukyanenko; the 1998 (2004/06 English translation) novel and the 2004 movie version.

Rules: Read the novel, watch the movie, and if it inspires you to bake/cook/craft something, blog about it.  You must have a blog to be part. Link to either this announcement or the actual Night Bleeds page on here. Leave a comment on here letting me know you joined in. (or the day of's post)
The blog post must be the current timeframe, in this case August 2017

Deadline: the last Sunday of August 2017 which is the 27th

And as always, if you're in the Thunder Bay area and would like to join me for the physical book club, let me know.

Sunday, July 2, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p14

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 314, chapter 314

Pangs of Glory

Seward stood near the east entrance of the mall, having just done the second walk around of the night. He checked the clock on his phone twice before putting it back into his pocket, feeling a little nervous. The phone buzzed exposing a text from Edric asking what was taking him so long? Seward had positioned himself so that he was out of range of the security camera, and quickly texted that he was in the bathroom. Clearly a lie, as he was outside waiting for the familiar sound of the bus. A smile crossed the younger male's face, as he spotted it pulling up; one lone figure back lit by the harsh green lights of the interior.  Nosferatu stood a few feet away from him, as Seward felt the need to wipe his palms of sweat.

"Hi.Hi!" he said waving her towards the door of the mall. "I'm so glad you decided to show up."

"I told you yesterday I would when you asked.What's going on anyways?" the auburn haired female asked, as she adjusted the strap of her purse over her left shoulder. She was dressed in a pair of jeans that flared at the bottoms, a black cammy with lace at the neckline, and black sweater. Seward blushed as he guided her into the building.

"Edric is like totally in love with you." he said still smiling. Gesturing his right hand towards the hardware store he nodded. "This way. Come now."

"Your best friend? The guy who's photos you keep showing me? The one who looks like he should be some viking pirate or something?"

"Yeah that would be the one."  They were half way into the hardware store, when our heroine stopped in her tracks causing Seward to turn back.

"Wait. So what, you showed him my photos too? Why?" she asked again fidgeting with the purse strap.

"No. Um..." he scratched at the back of his neck making a face shrugging his shoulders. "Don't get mad." Seward raised both hands towards her as if holding an invisible wall. "But...he's the one who told me about you." he shrugged again. "Edric saw you way way long time ago..." he turned then gesturing his right arm wildly towards the lawnmowers. "And has been crushing on you ever since." the younger male grabbed hold of her elbows and began pushing her out of the store, and into the main area of the mall.

"Hang on! So let me get this straight. You're telling me, your best friend knew about me before I ever knew about him?"

"Huh uh. Pretty much yeah. This direction past the store that makes all those smelly soaps with fruit juice." he moved them closer to the middle of the mall, trying to keep her out of the cameras view.

"Why am I only finding this out now?" Nosferatu remarked as she turned to face Seward, causing him to slam into her.

"He's very insecure? Yes, that's the answer I should go with. Um...he's very insecure." Seward nodded smiling once again, the dark mop of curls bouncing around his ears. He side stepped her clearing his throat blushing. "Can you stand a little more over here away from the security cameras. Thanks"

"No man is ever that insecure. What's gives?" our heroine's voice took on a sudden distrustful tone as she crossed her arms under her chest giving her boobs a boost. "What's the score?"

"Hey Nosferatu." they both turned to see Zeddy walking out of the lotto store, a pop in hand. "Seward said you were coming by tonight." Zeddy slurped loudly on his drink. "Hey, have either of you seen that new movie, the one about the crazy mob guy who keeps stealing his brother's gang, turning them against him? It's got that dude in it from that Australian soap opera. I was hoping to go this weekend to see it, but had to work." he shrugged. "Heard the soundtrack's an all 80's death metal sort of thing. I'm sure you've seen the previews for it or the poster?" he waited for them to say something, but both Seward and our heroine just shrugged. "You know the one..." he rolled his wrist gesturing then towards the direction of the nearest clothing store. "The one mob guy is all about taking over the world, but his brother is like all about rebuilding it. And they end up in this massive battle with the one kidnapping the second one's favourite waitress...or maid or mistress or something. Brainwashes her into running his cult for him." Zeddy held up his hand then as if describing someone's height before leaning on a mannequin for the comic book store display. "It's got that chick in it who's done all those cheesy bad monster movies." Seward and our heroine continued to look at him blankly. "Blood Splatter Beyond Dracula's Tooth, Die Die My Moonlit Bat, Renfield and the Corpse-Kickers..." their expressions didn't change. Giving up Zeddy sighed taking another large gulp of his pop before turning heading back to the pizza place.    

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story. Every movie is better with an all 80's death metal/heavy metal soundtrack!)

Sunday, June 25, 2017

Night Bleeds June 2017

Spudguns! It's that time again for the all vampire book/movie club. This month's selection combo was Witches of Eastwick.

Book:  Alexandra, Sukie and Jane have been friends for years. Ever since they all moved to the small town of Eastwick. Alexandra is getting bored with her current lover Joe, who keeps asking her if she wants him to leave his wife; while Sukie has just decided to exchange her current lover the town minister Ed for her boss Clyde, and Jane is also bored with the fact her current lover Raymond Neff is too demanding. The three women decide it would be nice to have a change of pace, when they find their worlds turned on it's side as a new man moves into town.
Unfortunately for the three witches, Darryl Van Horne, is more than just the talk of the town. He's also the center of attention from the other women. His entrance stirs up trouble with the city zoning board, but at the same time, manages to give half the town new jobs. He claims to be an inventor, but none of his works every seem to make it past the first creative stages. Meanwhile, he's prompting the three witches to expand on their own careers; pushing Jane Smart into trying harder works of music designed for a solo spot in the orchestra, as well as promising to make Alexandra Spofford the next household name in art. As each woman is seduced by their own fantasies of what Darryl really could represent for them, their home lives are breaking down. As the wives of their lovers are also beginning to want their own freedom from the husbands.
Felicia's husband Clyde, with his dreamy ideas of becoming a step father for Sukie Rougemont's children, snaps one night killing his wife with a fire poker before hanging himself. Brenda Parsley (Ed's wife) is both relieved and annoyed by the fact Sukie has dumped Ed for Clyde, as the affair was the one thing keeping Ed in check. But because of Sukie's desire to move on to Clyde, a teenaged Dawn sweeps in to ruin the equation. Dawn convinces Ed to run off and join a group of radicals opposing the war, which in turn gets Ed killed.
With the deaths of Felicia and Clyde, their children Chris and Jenny arrive in town. The three witches take a liking to the younger Jenny, inviting her to join their coven. Sadly for them, Jenny manages to steal Darryl from them, doing the one thing they couldn't, marry him. This sets off a chain reaction of hate from Jane, who convinces Alexandra and Sukie to help her get rid of the girl. They perform a spell using sympathetic magick by creating a poppet of wax and personal belongings of Jenny's. Jenny quickly becomes ill, and diagnosed with cancer. 
As an elderly couple -the Hallybreads; move in to town and buy Felicia and Clyde's house, Jane sets her sights now on the husband Arthur, leaving the wife Rose to deal with a new loneliness. Rose then befriends Dawn, Brenda and Greta Neff forming a new coven of their own.  Before long, Jenny dies leaving her now very wealthy widower husband Darryl Van Horne free to move back to New York with his lover; Chris, Jenny's younger brother.
Alexandra, Sukie and Jane have no other options but to do another spell each for their perfect man having decided they no longer want or need to stay in Eastwick.

So this book which is a 1984 novel, is for starters, set in the 1960s. Though, not a lot of "60's" details really stick in your brains letting you know this. It's mentioned here and there, but it honestly could be any decade really.

The big main theme here is women's liberation. Anyway you slice it, it comes down to a woman starting over and taking back her power. No pun intended.  It differs vastly from the movie version, from the fact they already know they are witches, to the multi-layering of extra characters, to the fact they are already very solidly having affairs when the story begins. Not too mention, the character of Darryl Van Horne is basically a bystander in it all. He's more a prop in the novel than anything else. Nor is he ever expanded on character wise. The story is seen through the eyes of all the women in town. Even with information in regards to the character of Darryl, it's either given by the four main women -Alexandra, Sukie, Jane, Jenny; or Rebecca the waitress who is dating Darryl's butler.  And nearly half the novel is done in second-hand/third-hand style. As gossip passed between the women. 

Movie: Alex, Jane and Sukie are three bored housewives. Jane is freshly divorced, Alex is widowed, and Sukie's husband abandoned her. Every week the three spend their Thursday nights trying out new recipes, drinking too much, gossiping about the rest of the town, and wishing for a better life. One night, they make a mutual wish for a new man to enter their lives.  That same night unknown to them, their wish is granted as Darryl Van Horne has just bought the old mansion on the hill. This sets off a ripple of excitement through the town, gathering the attention of Felicia; the town's self declared moral compass. Before long, the three main women find themselves the center of a scandal as each is seduced by Van Horne. Felicia, on the other hand has become obsessed with driving them out of town. But her visions of the coven drive her husband crazy, causing him to kill her then himself.
On the heels of the double murder, our main characters Alex, Jane and Sukie; decide to break away from Darryl's influence, but a moment too late as each ends up pregnant.
The three feel no choice but to use magick to send him away as they finally realize it was their combined will that brought him there to begin with.

This is one of those situations where the adaption is so different from the original works, that you almost can't even call them the same story.  In the book, Jane is the villain. There is nothing likable about the character of Jane Smart at all. She's vindictive, bitter, selfish, violent, abusive, and just greedy.  The character was not just softened for the movie, but overhauled into something more human. The movie combines the characters of the Neffs with a few others, giving Greta a base few mentions at the martini night scene when they are talking about the school principal. Where as in the novel, she's got a larger role.

The movie, is a starting over movie. All three of the main characters have lost the love of their life one way or another, and find themselves struggling to find a balance again.

I've talked about this movie in more detail last year when I hosted it for the May 2016 Food n Flix.  As well, I've done two recipes for it in the past. (Hallowe'en 2015 day 13 and the May 2016 Food n'Flix)  even though there is a ton of food mentioned in the book, I decided not to try any recipe right now. 

The vampire element you are the novel, Jane becomes more "alive" as Jenny deteriorates. The character of Jane goes from pale and mousy, to vivacious and brazen more and more as the spell works. Jane has literally stolen the life out of Jenny by having cast the hex on her. And it's at this point in the novel that Jane Smart ends up with her choice of lovers. (Which once again, has me casting notice to the subplot in Dracula where after the women are bitten and turned, the men become afraid of their sexuality.)
In the movie, Darryl is the one who holds the vampiric hold over the women. Manipulating them into giving him what he wants most, which are children. (and this vampiric element tying it to the idea of him being Dionysus/Bacchus which I talked about in a previous post) We see yet another parallel to the idea of Dracula and his three brides/Lucy and her three suitors; as Darryl has linked himself spiritually/emotionally and psychically to the three women, leeching off them their love and growing more powerful from their fears. (the scene where Darryl is sitting eating the basket of fruit watching the television sets of their video confessions, and suddenly their fears become real. He gets a powerful jolt from that both metaphorically and literally)

And with that, I'm going to end this one here for this month.  I'll be back later in the week with the official announcement post for August's combo, which I do believe is Night Watch...till later.

Sunday, June 18, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p13

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 313, chapter 313

Pangs of Glory

He shifted the gear as he looked over his right shoulder towards the other car, Seward gaining on him. Edric laughed as he crossed the finish line clapping his hands, before raising his arms in victory. The little screen beeping and glowing with the strobe lights announcing him the winner. Lifting himself out of the seat of the molded plastic 'car', the sandy-blonde male stuck out his tongue at his friend clearly enjoying himself as he bounced to the song piping through the arcade. "200 points! You owe me a drink." he said pointing towards the younger male.

"Yeah yeah." Seward said, running his hands through his dark hair, one lone curl flopping over his forehead. "You got the keys?" he asked gesturing to the door of the room. Edric rolled his blue eyes at him, before retrieving the key ring from his pocket.

"We better lock up in here, the floors should be dry out there by now." he commented slapping Seward on the shoulder. The two were little more than night security, even though they got paid more and were allowed to wear plain clothes. With it being July 1st long weekend, the mall had closed early, which had them arriving for their shift while the janitor was still cleaning. Seward had decided to come to work that night in a red and white t-shirt that simply had a maple leaf on it. He just couldn't resist. They locked up the arcade behind them, before heading down the escalator to their office; Seward checking the notes from the day shift.

"Okay I'm going to do the first walk round outside." he held up the note scribbled on a small piece of grid paper. "They have been having issues again with drunkenness near the south end of the building. I'll go check that bus stop make sure no one's hanging around."   Edric nodded as he settled in to watch the security cameras.  It took Seward a full fifteen minutes before he returned. Sighing he smiled weakly. "Your chick here again?" the dark haired male asked gesturing towards the screens.

"Nosferatu's not...but, yeah. She was at the fancy make-up store." Edric mumbled as he started to swivel in the chair, his hands locked behind his head.

"I don't understand you sometimes. You've been crushing on her for how long now?"

"Long enough to know that every Tuesday she goes to the record store cause its new release day, every third Wednesday it's the book store because that's when they get the new shipment of magazines. And every Thursday, she comes in on her way back from the cinema, buys a coffee at the fancy coffee place and grabs the bus on the north side of the building."

"Not your chick huh? That so totally proves she's your chick. And how do you know it's the cinema?" Seward asked smiling.

"She still has the half empty popcorn bag with her when she enters the building." Edric commented matter of factly.

"Have you thought about introducing yourself and asking her out instead of just sitting here during shift watching footage of her from the day?"

"The thought has crossed my mind." Edric let his voice drop a notch. Running his hand through his hair, as he continued to blush. "I'm not her type."

"Have you met you? You're everyone's type. You walk down the street and lamp posts swoon. Dude, ask her out." the younger male said as he checked off the schedule sheet. "Here in fact you can use my phone." he continued as he reached into his back pocket for the cell.

"Give me that!" Edric blushed wildly as he hit the on button. "What the hell would I say?"

"Hi. I'm Edric, I work at the mall." Seward raised an eyebrow at him, as Edric licked his lips before pressing them together, continuing to blush. "Just send a message on her instathingamginnick. Less stalker guy, more casual."

"The world has gotten too casual if you ask me." Edric said pouting. He held up the phone to his buddy. "See, goth guy." he moved his thumb across the list of who she was subscribed to. "Another goth guy with zombie make up." he moved his thumb again. "Another goth guy in a rock band." he continued to scroll through the list. "And another goth guy at a comic convention.  Oh and the goth guy with zombie make up holding a set of drum sticks at a comic convention."

"Different guys though." Seward shrugged. "Oh and the dude from Walking Dead. So that's something right?"

"Everyone is subscribed to the dude from Walking Dead. He's the dude from Walking Dead." Edric's voice became pinched as it rose a few notches, his hands gesturing towards the wall.

"Good point." Seward took his phone back looking at the page sighing. "Oh! Dude from Walking Dead just posted about his...I'll look at that later." Seward's voice dropped as he turned his back for a second. The phone binged, causing him to move a few feet away his back still turned. It binged a second time before he put it back into his pocket.

"Well, I see Zeddy forgot his keys again." Edric yawned. "Better go let him in." pointing to the security camera that was positioned just outside of the food court.

"When does he ever remember them?"

Shrugging the sandy-blonde male got up from his seat and headed down the hall. Unlocking the door nearest the pizza place, Edric stood waiting for Zeddy. The larger male was looking around, his eyebrows knitted together.

"What's the matter?" Edric asked.

"I think...I think someone's following me?" Zeddy remarked quickly as he tried to squeeze in past the other male. His arms out in front of him, his shoulders hunched.

"Why would anyone be following you?"

"I have no idea?" Zeddy shook his head eyes wide. "But I've been feeling it all day. Like when you're standing in line at the grocery and people are standing so tight to you, you can actually feel them breathing down your neck. It's been like that all day long."

"Dude, how much have you been smoking?"

"Nothing. I haven't had anything at all today...well okay I finished off the brownies that we got from grandma's roommate at the retirement home."

Edric nodded his head rubbing his hand over the back of his neck. "That would do it. You know Donna cuts those with mugwart right?"

"So?" Zeddy shrugged as he started to unlock the door to the pizza place, needing to get the dough made for the next day.  "Wait, so there's not pot in them?"

"Oh there is. She just adds mugwart too. Balances it out. So you shouldn't be feeling paranoid." Edric sighed as he started to walk back to the office.

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story. Yep, a mall.)

Sunday, June 4, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p12

The Nosferatu Adventures 
page 312, chapter 312

Out of Time...

Edric wandered around long since having lost track of time. He gauged it to be somewhere after 2 a.m. just by the sudden rush of after bar traffic. He wasn't angry anymore, wasn't even sad. He was just numb. Thinking over everything that had happened in the last couple of months. How his life went from total crap to total high, back to...what was it even? It was still technically new. He could go anywhere he wanted, reinvent himself into whom ever he desired. All he had to do was keep on walking out of the city limits, never looking back.  The male hybrid was more than tempted. His powerful thighs pushing him forward in the night. What did it matter if he did? Edric had nothing holding him to the city anymore. With his sire missing, he was alone. No family, no friends, no job and no pack. The gravel crunched under his boot as he continued on towards the grain elevators, the edge of the harbour in sight.
No pack. Well, that wasn't completely true now was it? He had accidentally turned Detective Arthur Holmwood, and there was Dagan, his sire's ex. Though none of the three could stand being in the same room with each other. The thought of them being a pack made the sandy-blonde male snort with laughter. Another round of heavy crunching underfoot as Edric rolled his eyes. Looking up, he spotted a few sailboats on the water, the lighthouse in the far distance guiding them. The thought then crossed his mind of renting a boat. Of just sailing across the lake into the next province or even getting out of the country. But that rocky land mass that seemed to guard the edges of the waters, the giant; spooked him. The idea of having to pass his ship by it sent a cold shiver through him. If werewolves were real, what was that thing out there on the horizon really?  The waves began to crash up on the edge of what passed for beach. For the next few miles, all there was were rocks that seemed to mark the baseline between the lake and the sloping land. Edric took a seat on a larger one, his legs stretched out enough for the spray to lap at the toe of his boots.
The thought continued to invade the spaces in his mind, of just leaving and becoming someone else. Of finding work; something he could put his new found energy and strength into. Did werewolves work? Could it be possible for him to hold down a normal job? Construction maybe or rescue work? No, he shook his head at that one. The idea of any kind of bloody emergency scene would send him into a bloodlust. That also left out most sports now too. The dream he'd had the other day, he'd been a professor. He watched as a tiny pool of minnows glided around in circles just centimeters from his feet.
Sniffing, he leaned forward, his elbows now on his knees. And what about the rest of things? Our heroine had tried to warn him. Tried to get Edric to understand that claiming her as his mate would leave him vulnerable once Bacchus collected her. Letting out a deep sigh, he closed his eyes, resting his chin on his one hand. In the short amount of time, he'd gotten very used to having his sire with him. He sat up bolt straight, his eyebrows knitted together in worry. What about the blood? He could survive on the iv bags, that was proven already, but it was the connection he got from feeding off his sire, of her feeding off of him that really got him through it so far. It was itself, a drug. The real anchor for him now. The idea of not having another mate didn't disturb him half as much as the idea of never having that jolt, that high again did.
Now, he felt sad. Sad because he should have felt guilty at the thought. But hadn't. Edric rubbed the palms of his hands into his thighs, his shoulders tensing up as he swallowed the realization. He really did want her back. Selfish as his reasons were, as they could be, Edric wanted Nosferatu back!
He wanted to be with her in a house with a backyard just like the Van Helsing's had. Wanted to be able to sit in the kitchen in the mornings with her as they made breakfast, just like the kitchen at the Van Helsing house. Hell, if he could he'd buy the house from the three Van Helsing boys if they were willing to sell it to him.
No, that's not true either. When Edric thought about his life now, this new gift he'd stumbled into, he thought of sharing it with our heroine and the three Van Helsing boys. Seward, Ruthven and Landin were like family to him now. They were his pack.
Growling, he stood up tossing his head back, his eyes closed tight, letting out a scream of frustration. It wasn't anything like he'd allowed himself before. It was more than a howl of the wolf, more than a human scream. It was his banshee side that he allowed to rip through the night from his throat. And when he opened his eyes, they were not their normal human blue, or the amber-grey of the wolf, but the pure white of the banshee. Like an empty white socket.

"Bacchus!" the scream of pain chilled even him as he demanded the god show himself. "You have something that belongs to me!" he slammed his fist into his chest as the magick mist dissolved around him for a heartbeat. His own ears began to ring, as the last notes of the echo bounced back off the water. He swore the one sailboat that was closest to the shore bobbed a little more than it should have as the waves crashed harder. The hybrid waited listening to the animals, the birds, the very fish as they all quickly got away from him. His nostrils flaring he swore even the leeches miles out in the still shallow areas fled in fear.  He screamed again.

"What is it with you mutts that you think you're so damn entitled? There are rituals to call on gods. But you just scream, throw a tantrum and expect the gods to answer."

"Who are you?" he spun around to stare at the female.

"Doesn't matter. I'm not actually here, I'm just a token." the female said crossing her arms. "Bacchus is busy, what do you want?"   Edric snarled as he moved closer to her, his hand out in front of him. It went right through the female's neck like a hologram.

"If you know who I am, then you know what I want. I want my mate back!" his voice rose taking on a pinch.

"Wasting time here. Yeah, that's not going to happen. Nosferatu is Bacchus's now. Anything else?"

"Tell Bacchus that I'm going to find where he's hiding her. And when I do..." he stumbled forward, the figure having disappeared. "Shack!" he screamed again into the night air, this time scaring an owl. Gasping for air, Edric ran as a blur back to the Van Helsing's.

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story. Anyone else got the theme for Love Boat stuck in their heads now? No just me then)