Friday, October 30, 2009
I love werewolves. They were my first paranormal love, going all the way back to Lon Chaney Jr.'s "The Wolf Man," which I remember watching with my mom when I was five or six, huddled on the couch in front of the TV. The visuals in that black-and-white classic have stuck with me through the years, just as they have from "Night of the Living Dead," "Nosferatu" and "Cat People."
It's those shades of gray, the light and dark and, most importantly, the shadows that call to me in those films. I want to know what's hiding in the shadows. I want to see the monster. And yet, I don't.
Then I read THE STAND and understood how a love story could be an integral part of horror. Because if you have nothing at stake but your life, the reader isn't going to care if you live or die. But if you have that one true love waiting for you, the reader is invested.
I believe Shayne played a role in paving the way for JR Ward (who I adore), Mary Janice Davidson and yes, Laurel K. Hamilton (the Anita Blake series started in 1995). Shayne made it sexy, cool and, above all, believeable. She made you love the monster.
That's all I can hope to do, as well.
Posted by Stephanie Julian at 9:21 AM