(pb; 1996: YA novel. First
book in the Elvira trilogy.)
From the back cover
“I’m Elvira. Mistress of the Dark. Welcome to my nightmare.
“Think it’s easy being a glamour ghoul? Think again.
“My love life is so dead I have to dig up dates with a shovel. My bad hair days would make a werewolf eat a silver bullet. And my neighbors, well. . . my neighbors suck blood!
“You see, these weirdos just moved in next door, and their taste in furniture is early Mausoleum—I’m talking caskets here. Their servant is a total Igor. They only come out at night. And they seem to prefer a liquid diet, if you know what I mean. There goes the neighborhood!
“I like vampires as much as
the next ghoul. But when they start chomping on my friends, look out.
The new creeps on the block are about to receive a little visit—from Elvira’s unwelcome
wagon.”
Review
Narrated by Cassandra Peterson’s
sarcastic, smart Goth ghoulish alter ego, Transylvania is a consistently
entertaining, funny-quip-filled young adult novel with PG-rated double entendre
adult overtones (I’d recommend this for older teens).
While reading it, I could hear Peterson/Elvira’s voice, Transylvania's silliness, horror
and tone Elvira-true, and its quick-moving plot playfully dispensing with
cliches, even as Elvira and her teenage friends figure out what to do when the
vampiric Sevil Alucard and his bug-eating servant (Skreech) come to town. This
169-page book, out of print and pricy, is a thoroughly enjoyable romp, as fun as watching
either of her movies or her any of her movie-host shows. Worth seeking,
this. Followed by Elvira: Camp Vamp.
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