This is not news, really. Vampire books for kids and adults have always been hot; they’re just going through an extreme cycle right now.
My dabbling in vampiric books includes:
- In Germany in the 1980s I read the extremely popular series Der kleine Vampir by Angela Sommer-Bodenburg (which was turned into a dreadful English-language movie called “The Little Vampire” but had absolutely no relation to the books)
- Reading Dracula in 9th grade, because I had seen it on stage the previous spring; to this day when I read the final scenes, I am transported to the cafeteria in Manhattan Kansas where I first read them
- Devouring Anne Rice’s Vampire Chronicles in Belgium, but being disappointed by Memnoch the Devil when I read it in college, and therefore giving up on the series (and really, some of the later ones are quite bad)
- Flirting with the Anita Blake series and the Sookie Stackhouse series, but never really getting into either
- Loving absolutely every second of Sunshine because it’s by Robin McKinley
- Reading The Historian and thoroughly enjoying it, although I need to reread Dracula now
- Adoring Peeps (except for the gross bits) and having a great time during The Last Days (but I don’t want to start a band)
- And then there is the Twilight Saga. Oh, the Twilight Saga–what can I say that hasn’t already been said a thousand times before?