A mind full of shadows, a shelf full of NOTHING. Every Thursday, doors open into a vampire world unlike Dracula or Twilight - something entirely its own. And if someone ever wants NOTHING as a gift... here, you'll find it.   Not for everyone.
But maybe for you.

I don't write vampires that sparkle.
I write vampires that struggle, ache, laugh-
sometimes bleed poetry.

If you want fast clichés, scroll on.
If you want shadows, longing,
and a raccoon-ass haircut with meaning-
welcome to Nothing.

I'm F.J. Peters,
and this is the world I offer.