An Open Letter to Anne Rice
To Anne Rice, Of course, when I thought about this letter, after watching Interview with a Vampire, I thought about vampires, all sorts of juicy metaphors and wondrous beings, not alive, not dead, an oblique immortality. But then I did my customary research; I found you’ve became Christian! I’ve not read your books, but there is a general dark fascination around your name, Anne Rice, we think vampires, not Jesus Christ. Now, I guess, you’re after something lighter.
All the black and white is the odd bit. As a writer I would have thought the extremes of the world were worked through your writing and all the luscious middle, only luscious middle would have been seen as the unarguable “truth.” But that’s just me, the young-idealist. That’s just me, apparently unconscious of my own mortality, for if I saw the end to my days, wouldn’t I want something to cling to? Preferably something omnipresent?
I’m too young to judge, Anne Rice. I’m too young to pinpoint the good and the bad. I am young enough to say all is, all the time, good and bad and that’s all.
But anyway, Anne Rice, would you be interested in buying an ‘R’?
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