Drac, the Read

I finished reading DRACULA by Bram Stoker the other night. Edward Gorey illustrated the work which added a humorous twist. I kept asking, "Are they taking themselves too seriously?" How much do they miss or how much time is wasted due to propriety? How has it helped them? Drac himself seemed to be missing for most of the book. At first I was waiting for him to really attack, then there was all of the planning and tracking down his dirt. The end really seemed to be building though. Like, okay, something is up, there has got to be a major turn coming. But it was not what I thought it would be.
However the idea of compiling the book with journal entries and having your characters rely on those entries was an interesting idea. Most journal novels I have read seem to be more of a cop-op for writers and give a foggy picture of the world. But in Dracula it was much different. I started to think more about how I blog. What is important? Did I capture enough information for later? It reminded me of how I can't wait to see the pictures that I just got developed. I can't remember what I took a picture of, but hope that I captured enough of what I wanted. Odd enough, I always seem upset that there are never enough pictures of me. I want to know about what I was doing. Was I happy? How did I interact with this environment? Hey! There's a picture of a building, but did I ever go inside? Why is it so important that I have a picture of it? Will I feel the same way about my blog in a couple of years?
Suggestions for what to read next?