That's right, the top bestseller of 1847 was Varney The Vampire.
The full title is Varney The Vampire, or The Feast of Blood. It's freely downloadable from several sites if you want a look.

Notice that gives us paranormal, plus action/adventure/thriller. Genre rules, and has done since time immemorial.
Varney weighs in at a mere 667,000 words. Imagine trying to get a publisher to read that these days. But then, Varney appeared originally as a serial, so it's probably more accurate to compare it with any modern day series, at which point it becomes standard length. It's shorter than the entire Harry Potter series, for example.

It's also almost as badly written as Twilight. Anyone who can read it from end to end is probably insane (I mean Varney, not Twilight), but it does have some good scenes (Varney again, not Twilight). I particularly liked the bit where Varney challenges an adversary to a duel with scythes in a dark room. I must work out how to steal that.
There's nothing new under the sun, nor under a dark night sky for that matter.
4 comments:
Ha! Excellent post Gary. No matter what people claim, "We" don't change that much.
Great post. Interesting stuff.
To borrow a phrase from our babysitter, Varney would scythe Edward like whoa!
Ha! Genre rules! :D I have to say, though, that the only vampire I've ever liked was Count Duckula. I had the misfortune of visiting my niece while her tweenagers watched the first Twilight movie. It was TORTURE!
I so want one of those tee shirts that say "and then Buffy staked Edward. The end." Or, better yet, "and then Dean Winchester ganked Edward. The end."
Thanks for another great post, Gary! :D
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