A supernatural mystery set in the deep south with vampires?
Oh hello, old friend.
Tonight marks the premiere of the television show Midnight, Texas. It’s a show based on the books series written by author Charlaine Harris about a sleepy little town in Texas bursting at the seams with supernatural secrets and mysteries to be solved and seen through the eyes of a seemingly normal individual with a lot to hide beneath the surface. There is murder, sex, violence, ghosts, vampires, were-animals, witches, and everything otherworldly that the mind can devise.
If the premise of this television show sounds a bit familiar, it might be because this isn’t the first time a show like this has graced our television screens.
A few years ago, another southern supernatural mystery, also written by Charlaine Harris, closed its coffin for the last time after seven seasons. Like Midnight, Texas, this was a show that saw its fair share of twisted mysteries set in a quite southern town and focusing on an individual with a supernatural secret. Like this new television show, it had a fair amount of sexual activity (though far more than Midnight), vampires, witches, mediums, and anything else you can ever think of.
As a Truebie/Fangbanger, I’m overwhelmingly excited at the prospect of seeing an all-too familiar concept back on my television screen.
True Blood, when it was on the air, was my favorite television show. Starting at the end of June, I would turn on HBO at nine o’clock at night, put all of my electronic devises in another room, and spend an hour with the supernatural residents of the fictional town of Bon Temps. I looked forward to it all week during the summer; it was the highlight of my week and gave me a guaranteed place to go on a Sunday night.
It was a weekly visit from my vampiric friends.
I know it’s a little sad to call fictional worlds and characters friends, but for a socially anxious introvert like me, they can be the greatest comfort. Is it a replacement for real human contact? No, of course it isn’t, but it can put a band-aid on your loneliness for a little while. Opening a book cannot give you friends, but for the brief moment you’re reading the text, you can pretend the people of the story are your people. When you watch a television show, you may not be curing your loneliness, but it can take an ounce of the weight off your shoulders for a little while.
Though occasionally, old friends of the human variety can offer comfort as well.
I received a new message from an old flame. He and never actually dated, but we got to the almost part of our relationship on numerous occasions. We hadn’t talked in a few years, but I got a random message from him after I had posted about having a rough day. There wasn’t a lot of flirting like there was in our younger days, but we talked for a long while. It was nice.
We left our conversation with a good night, and that was it.
For a little while, I wasn’t lonely.