After a really busy week & the half, I finally finished one of the more fascinating books I’ve read in the past few months. The story tells of the few years that Bram Stoker met, obsessed & fostered a friendship with Jack the Ripper. A friendship of which is said to have aided his research into the dark twisted mind of man, & finally inspired him to publish his first novel Dracula.
I picked up Curtains of Blood on impulse while browsing my favourite Horror section in a local bookshop. Personally I found it a bloody (pun intended) good read. But then again it might just be me since I get a high reading about murders, death, darkness, blood drinkers, immortality.
What else can you do if sleep won't come at night? Literature keeps me company.
