It was years later that Lestat admitted he’d been toying with the idea of turning Barney, giving her the Dark Gift, making her the possibly first vampire cat in existence. The thought had come to him as early as he had carried the ferocious little kitten in its box from the studio, which his band … Continue reading Barney (Epilogue)
After dessert and coffee, where I make a point to praise Big Mal's vegan ice cream, I declare my wish to go home. Josie and Mal try to convince me to stay, but Bruno, my cat, needs feeding, and I long for some peace and quiet in my own four walls. It was a long … Continue reading First Times – Sazerac & Beignets (3)
It was just past midnight when Louis found himself in a certain dimly lit area of New Orleans again. The usual hustle and bustle of the vibrant city was still audible but somehow muted in this side street. Only a few lamps illuminated the surroundings and only the occasional drunkard appeared who had lost their … Continue reading Barney (Interlude – Wendell)
They lay together on the soft mattress, pyjamas long forgotten in a heap on the floor. Face to face in the dim light, they revelled in the presence of the other, taking it all in.. Louis was the first to move, reaching out to map the contours of Lestat’s face - his fingertips gliding from … Continue reading Barney (Chapter 7)
When I look back at my first blog post here, I'm really amused. I really wanted to turn this blog into a place for my creative writing. And it took me 7 years to actually do it! As I said back then, I've always invented stories in my head. They just never "downloaded" onto the … Continue reading 11 February 2025
Louis watched in horror as the white van sped towards the cat. Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion and too quickly at the same time. His limbs reacted before his mind could form a coherent thought. With all the speed his vampire body could muster, he raced toward the tabby, seizing him mid-sprint. … Continue reading Barney (Chapter 5)
Louis turned his head away quickly. A whiff of cheap whiskey on the kid's breath hit his nostrils. "Not that," he said firmly. "Alright. No kissing. Gotcha." The kid cocked his head and looked at Louis enquiringly. "Tell me," he added, softly stroking Louis' hair with one hand. His other hand slid slowly down Louis' … Continue reading Barney (Chapter 4)
Daughter of Gallifrey 
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