SUNDAY & MONDAY

Vampire: It’s a good gig if you can get it. Out all night, sleep all day; it’s like being a rock star, without the rehabs and all those pesky music-industry flacks. Then again, if you’re Lestat de Lioncourt, the urbane and happily pansexual hero of Anne Rice’s Vampire Chronicles, you can be a bloodsucker and a rock star—though God knows it must be humbling to realize there’s no way you’ll ever look half as undead as Perry Farrell. But while Lestat may have it all now, he’s in for a shock, because the world-renowned queen of dark fiction has gone on record saying that her latest installment in the vamp chronicle, Blood Canticle, will also be her last. That’s right: Rice says she’s leaving behind, “perhaps forever, the ghosts and witches and the vampires,” that her “years in compulsory darkness are over.” Ha! Who’s the immortal now, de Lioncourt? Guess who’s going to end up working the late night shift at Wendy’s, sucka? But if you think poor Lestat has problems, consider his legions of fans. I suppose they’ll all have to take up the works of Jane Smiley. I can see them now, skulking despondently through cemeteries and goth clubs… Oh, wait a minute, that’s what they were doing already. Rice reads at 4 p.m. Sunday, Nov. 2, at Borders, 5871 Crossroads Center Way, Baileys Crossroads, free, (703) 998-0404; and at noon Monday, Nov. 3, at Olsson’s Books & Records, 418 7th St. NW, free, (202) 638-7610. (Michael Little)