After a lifetime of hearing the name Dracula, especially at Halloween, it finally occurred to me to read the original, by Bram Stoker. (This was in part because I'd received a Nook last Christmas, and this is one of the many titles that are public domain.)

Anyway, I was impressed that such horror was dreamed up in the late 1800's. The story is told by way of journal entries and letters in a style that now seems quaint, and some of the tone, especially that of Belgian professor Van Helsing, is flowery, wordy, and overly dramatic. His journal has a thick accent, as well, which makes for slower reading.

The story comes together quite well, and the imagery is successfully creepy. This tale is also a very religious one, which isn't surprising, given that everyone knows how a vampire abhors a crucifix. Still, it is more overtly Christian than I had expected.

It is an intriguing experience, reading a novel for the first time after already having so many presumptions about its subject. It could have been a disappointing experience, but it was not; this novel lived up to my scary expectations.