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Interview With The Vampire. Anne Rice We are in a small room with the vampire, face to face, as he speaks - as he pours out the hypnotic, shocking, moving, and erotically charged confessions of his first two hundred years as one of the living dead.The spellbinding classic that started it all, from the #1 New York Times bestselling author A magnificent, compulsively readable thriller . . . Rice begins where Bram Stoker and the Hollywood versions leave off and penetrates directly to the true fascination of the myth the education of the vampire. Chicago TribuneHere are the confessions of a vampire. Hypnotic, shocking, and chillingly sensual, this is a novel of mesmerizing beauty and astonishing force a story of danger and flight, of love and loss, of suspense and resolution, and of the extraordinary power of the senses. It is a novel only Anne Rice could write.A magnificent, compulsively readable thriller . . . Rice begins where Bram Stoker and the Hollywood versions leave off and penetrates directly to the true fascination of the myth the education of the vampire. Chicago Tribune Unrelentingly erotic . . . sometimes beautiful, and always unforgettable. Washington Post If you surrender and go with her . . . you have surrendered to enchantment, as in a voluptuous dream. Boston Globe A chilling, thought-provoking tale, beautifully frightening, sensuous, and utterly unnerving. Hartford CourantAnne Rice is the author of thirty-seven books, including the Vampire Chronicles, the Lives of the Mayfair Witches, and the Wolf Gift book series. Rice was born in New Orleans in 1941 and grew up there and in Texas. She lived in San Francisco with her husband, the poet and painter, Stan Rice until 1988, when they returned to New Orleans to live with their son, Christopher. In 2006, Rice moved to Rancho Mirage, California. She died in 2021.\"I see--\"" said the vampire thoughtfully, and slowly he walked across the room towards the window. For a long time he stood there against the dim light from Divisadero Street and the passing beams of traffic. The boy could see the furnishings of the room more clearly now, the round oak table, the chairs. A wash basin hung on one wall with a mirror. He set his briefcase on the table and waited. \""But how much tape do you have with you?\"" asked the vampire, turning now so the boy could see his profile. \""Enough for the story of a life?\""\""Sure, if it\'s a good life. Sometimes I interview as many as three or four good people a night if I\'m lucky. But it has to be a good story. That\'s only fair, isn\'t it?\""\""Admirably fair,\"" the vampire answered. \""I would like to tell you the story of my life, then. I would like to do that very much.\""\""Great,\"" said the boy. And quickly he removed a small tape recorder from his brief case, making a check of the cassette and batteries. \""I\'m really anxious to hear why you believe this, why you--\""\""No,\"" said the vampire abruptly. \""We can\'t begin that way. Is your equipment ready?\""\""Yes,\"" said the boy.\""Then sit down. I\'m going to turn on the overhead light.\""\""But I thought vampires didn\'t like the light,\"" said the boy. \""If you think the dark adds atmosphere--\"" But then he stopped. The vampire was watching him with his 9780345337665