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[personal profile] norda2009-05-06 02:26 pm
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Jonathan Harker's Journal, 5 May continued.

Jonathan Harker's Journal (continued)

5 May. - I must have been asleep, for certainly if I had been fully awake I must have noticed the approach to such a remarkable place. In the gloom the courtyard looked of considerable size, and as several dark ways led from it under great round arches, it perhaps seemed bigger than it really is. I have not yet been able to see it by daylight.

When the caleche stopped, the driver jumped down and held out his hand to assist me to alight. Again I could not but notice his prodigious strength. His hand actually seemed like a steel vice that could have crushed mine if he had chosen. Then he took my traps, and placed them on the ground beside me as I stood close to a great door, old and studded with large iron nails, and set in a projecting doorway of massive stone. I could see even in the dim light that the stone was massively carved, but that the carving had been much worn by time and weather. As I stood, the driver jumped again into his seat and shook the reins; the horses started forward, and trap and all disappeared down one of the dark openings.

I stood in silence where I was, for I did not know what to do. Of bell or knocker there was no sign; through these frowning walls and dark window openings it was not likely that my voice could penetrate. The time I waited seemed endless, and I felt doubts and fears crowding upon me. What sort of place had I come to, and among what kind of people? What sort of grim adventure was it on which I had embarked? Was this a customary incident in the life of a solicitor's clerk sent out to explain the purchase of a London estate to a foreigner? Solicitor's clerk! Mina would not like that. Solicitor, - for just before leaving London I got word that my examination was successful, and I am now a full-blown solicitor! I began to rub my eyes and pinch myself to see if I were awake. It all seemed like a horrible nightmare to me, and I expected that I should suddenly awake, and find myself at home, with the dawn struggling in through the windows, as I had now and again felt in the morning after a day of overwork. But my flesh answered the pinching test, and my eyes were not to be deceived. I was indeed awake and among the Carpathians. All I could do now was to be patient, and to wait the coming of morning.

Just as I had come to this conclusion I heard a heavy step approaching behind the great door, and saw through the chinks the gleam of a coming light. Then there was the sound of rattling chains and the clanking of massive bolts drawn back. A key was turned with the loud grating noise of long disuse, and the great door swung back.

Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere... )



I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!

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This is an experiment in posting Bram Stoker's novel DRACULA in "real time" on LiveJournal, with kind permission from [personal profile] eye_of_a_cat and [personal profile] elettaria, who did this in [profile] dracula1897 in 2006.

Feel free to comment, or to read along at your own pace.

Other experiments this year include the fresh-from-hiatus Dracula Blogged at TypePad [the first experiment of its kind that I was made aware of, back in 2005] and RealTimeDracula at Twitter. Please let Bryan and Michael know how much you enjoy their efforts!

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[personal profile] norda2009-05-05 11:57 am
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Jonathan Harker's Journal, 5 May.

Jonathan Harker's Journal

5 May. The Castle. - The grey of the morning has passed, and the sun is high over the distant horizon, which seems jagged, whether with trees or hills I know not, for it is so far off that big things and little are mixed. I am not sleepy, and, as I am not to be called till I awake, naturally I write till sleep comes. There are many odd things to put down... )



I soon lost sight and recollection of ghostly fears in the beauty of the scene... )

When it grew dark there seemed to be some excitement amongst the passengers... )

I think I must have fallen asleep and kept dreaming of the incident, for it seemed to be repeated endlessly, and now looking back, it is like a sort of awful nightmare... ) This was all so strange and uncanny that a dreadful fear came upon me, and I was afraid to speak or move. The time seemed interminable as we swept on our way, now in almost complete darkness, for the rolling clouds obscured the moon. We kept on ascending, with occasional periods of quick descent, but in the main always ascending. Suddenly I became conscious of the fact that the driver was in the act of pulling up the horses in the courtyard of a vast ruined castle, from whose tall black windows came no ray of light, and whose broken battlements showed a jagged line against the moonlit sky.

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This is an experiment in posting Bram Stoker's novel DRACULA in "real time" on Dreamwidth, with kind permission from [personal profile] eye_of_a_cat and [personal profile] elettaria, who did this in [profile] dracula1897 in 2006.

Feel free to comment, or to read along at your own pace.

Other experiments this year include the fresh-from-hiatus Dracula Blogged at TypePad [the first experiment of its kind that I was made aware of, back in 2005] and RealTimeDracula at Twitter. Please let Bryan and Michael know how much you enjoy their efforts!

Thanks for joining us!

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[personal profile] norda2009-05-04 12:50 pm
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Jonathan Harker's Journal, 4 May.

Jonathan Harker's Journal

4 May. - I found that my landlord had got a letter from the Count, directing him to secure the best place on the coach for me; but on making inquiries as to details he seemed somewhat reticent, and pretended that he could not understand my German. This could not be true, because up to then he had understood it perfectly; at least, he answered my questions exactly as if he did. He and his wife, the old lady who had received me, looked at each other in a frightened sort of way. He mumbled out that the money had been sent in a letter, and that was all he knew. When I asked him if he knew Count Dracula, and could tell me anything of his castle, both he and his wife crossed themselves, and, saying that they knew nothing at all, simply refused to speak further. It was so near the time of starting that I had no time to ask any one else, for it was all very mysterious and not by any means comforting.

Just before I was leaving, the old lady came up to my room... )



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This is an experiment in posting Bram Stoker's novel DRACULA in "real time" on LiveJournal, with kind permission from [personal profile] eye_of_a_cat and [personal profile] elettaria, who did this in [profile] dracula1897 in 2006.

Feel free to comment, or to read along at your own pace.

Other experiments this year include the fresh-from-hiatus Dracula Blogged at TypePad [the first experiment of its kind that I was made aware of, back in 2005] and RealTimeDracula at Twitter. Please let Bryan and Michael know how much you enjoy their efforts!

Thanks for joining us!

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[personal profile] norda2009-05-03 12:44 pm
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Jonathan Harker's Journal, 3 May.

Jonathan Harker's Journal
(Kept in shorthand)

3 May. Bistritz. - Left Munich at 8:35 p.m. on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning; should have arrived at 6:46, but train was an hour late. Buda-Pesth seems a wonderful place, from the glimpse which I got of it from the train and the little I could walk though the streets. I feared to go very far from the station, as we had arrived late and would start as near the correct time as possible. The impression I had was that we were leaving the West and entering the East; the most Western of splendid bridges over the Danube, which is here of noble width and depth, took us among the traditions of Turkish rule.

We left in pretty good time, and came after nightfall to Klausenburgh. Here I stopped for the night at the Hotel Royale. I had for dinner, or rather supper, a chicken done up some way with red pepper, which was very good but thirsty. (Mem., get recipe for Mina.) I asked the waiter, and he said it was called "paprika hendl," and that, as it was a national dish, I should be able to get it anywhere along the Carpathians. I found my smattering of German very useful here; indeed, I don't know how I should be able to get on without it.

Having some time at my disposal... )

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[personal profile] norda2009-05-03 12:42 pm

Preface, and the elusive "Hommy-Beg".

To My Dear Friend

HOMMY-BEG


How these papers have been placed in sequence will be made manifest in the reading of them. All needless matters have been elimated, so that a history almost at variance with the possibilities of later-day belief may stand forth as simple fact. There is throughout no statement of past things wherein memory may err, for all the records chosen are exactly contemporary, given from the standpoints and within range of knowledge of those who made them.


[Project note - Stoker's most famous book is dedicated to his friend and fellow novelist Hall Caine, whose works enjoyed popularity in their day and formed the basis for a string of early 20th century films.]

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[personal profile] norda2009-05-03 12:38 pm

Preamble & Introduction.

It is only fitting that I start us off on The Haunted Summer Project 2009, and its companion exercise of Blog Stoker's DRACULA, with a remembrance of The Year Without A Summer.

You can't talk about DRACULA without talking about John Polidori's THE VAMPYRE, which came out of events in the summer of 1816.

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Wikipedia's article - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Year_Without_a_Summer - only touches briefly on the cultural effects of this natural phenomenon, theoretically caused by the eruption of Mount Tambora the year before.

http://perdurabo10.tripod.com/id1845.html

New England's reaction to 1816 can be found here:

http://www.islandnet.com/~see/weather/history/1816.htm

My inner geologist has always wrangled cooperatively with my inner sociologist. One of the current frequently-cited topics in the media nowadays is the effect of climate change, and thus something like my little project here could hardly be more timely, in holding a mirror up to human reactions to weather then and human reactions to weather now.

Extended periods of such weather as we expect for the entire coming week led to a little wager among friends back in 1816. A thoughtful article on the subject, although it is focused on the Shelleys, can be found here:

http://www.kimwoodbridge.com/maryshel/summer.shtml

FRANKENSTEIN by Mary Shelley gained lasting fame, but John Polidori's THE VAMPYRE, as forgotten as it may seem, made Bram Stoker's DRACULA possible.

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I'm not going to post the whole text of Polidori's work here, but it would behoove those Gentle Readers who are joining me for Blog Stoker's DRACULA to bone up on it. [Pun intended.]

A taste of Lord Ruthven and his appetites )

The complete text can be found here at Project Gutenberg.
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[personal profile] norda2009-04-28 03:56 pm
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Introduce Yourself / Friending Frenzy!

Pull up a hunk of moss, a sepulcher, or a pile of books to sit on, and let us know how you found us here at http://blog-stokers-dracula.dreamwidth.org.
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[personal profile] norda2009-04-26 07:15 pm

Welcome to Blog Stoker's DRACULA.

We'll be starting my rendition of the "real-time" reading of DRACULA one week from today.

The original project began on Typepad in 2005. The LiveJournal community [profile] dracula1897 did their version in 2006. My take on The Blog Stoker's DRACULA Project originated on LiveJournal in 2008, and this year will be taking place on LiveJournal, Twitter, and Dreamwidth.

If you're on Twitter, please add "BlogDracula" to your feeds to get notification when a new entry is up, should you miss it.

There is another DRACULA project being done on Twitter this year by author Michael Gordon, which involves modern "voices" for the main characters. That can be found on Twitter as "RealTimeDracula". Michael's project and mine will complement one another quite well.

Please join us!