Remember when vampires were huge? Everything was vampire, vampire, vampire. I mean, they’re still big…but I think they peaked here:
And then came zombies. Ah, the undead. Always ready for a great comeback story.
You know you’ve made it when you’re cuddling Jane Austen’s prose.
But I feel as though maybe zombies are a bit trite. Yesterday’s monster as it were.
So what’s next? Mummies? Werewolves? Malevolent aliens?
I suggest this:
