O.K. New York Public library, if you want my 1987 copy of Space Vampire, come and get it. Through careful, well thought out deduction, cunning wit and dashing good looks, my 8-year-old self weaved through a spaceship where invincible vampires ruled the roost. Admittedly, I glanced through the pages to see which was the wrong choice here and there, but for being a fresh face cadet with everything to prove, I think I chose my own adventure pretty adeptly. My family moved out of the city before I ever had a chance to return the book, an act that my young self half-feared and half-reveled in. Today, it sits on my book shelf as a testament to a few things:
* My passion for Choose Your Own Adventure Books
* My passion for space
* My passion for vampires
* My passion for space vampires
* How, despite myself, I really loved going to that huge library as a kid, passing those giant stone lions and picking out the cheesiest adventure novels I could get my hands on.
In all honesty, this series which started in the 1970's is pretty awesome. Any series which could have over 75 different titles such as "Rock and Roll Mystery," "Volcano!," and "The Antimatter Formula," AND make it so you could choose your own ending has to be good. Despite plot holes the size of death valley, nonsensical dead ends, and cliches so tired their practically in a coma, these books were exactly what got me into reading. That and the sweet cover art.
I can only imagine what the overdue fee on this book is, and how through the Patriot Act they might find this post and track me down. Well come and get it Bloomburg, I'm feeling lucky.
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