In Search of Vehicular Unicorns: The One To Rule Them All

By: Daven Anderson

The Quest is never easy. The Ring, the Holy Grail, Excalibur, Camelot and even Moby Dick have taunted us all, through the pages and the journeys of the protagonists.

Authors are the most brave of sorts, who dare embark on The Quest in real life. The Quest to translate your imagination to the pages. The Quest to be published. The Quest to make a difference in the world.

Yet, The Quest never ends. Even when you have committed your fantasy to the reality of text on the page, have been published, and have inspired others to create their own worlds, further adventures await you.

And, yes, the most high of ironies can happen. What you create can send you on new Quests. Quests of helping oneself, and helping others. Quests to spread your work high and mightly, sometimes in the most unlikely manner. Such as prowling vast swaths of concrete, in search for what you yourself have created. To be more specific, the building blocks of your created world, here in ours. Which can be the equivalent of hunting for unicorns in the desert.

One may surmise that otherworldly beings such as vampires would be cut from a different cloth than we of the mundane world, who know only of the normality of our lives. It stands to reason that vampires would prefer the objects they use to be cut of a different cloth than the standard. We expect these servants of the night to differ from us in even what may seem to be the most trivial of manners. What escape would a reader have, driving home from work in their ten-year-old Honda Accord, only to find the dashing vampire in their new book driving through dark alleyways in that same car?

It stands to reason that beings of high strength, speed and agility would prize these same attributes in their possessions. Both in fiction and in reality, most all of the world rides on the wheels of the utilitarian “horse carts”, and only the select few dare reach for the ropes of the chariots.

Thus began the search for my vampires’ supercharged speedsters, here in our everyday world, at the behest of my publisher, who desires a grille of chromium-plated menace to adorn the back cover of my novel.

To my delight, I found kindred souls of speed tending the tarmac upon which lay the metal and rubber of my dreams and my vampires’ reality. The Quest took a darker turn when I found the cars of Miss Lilith all spoken for, vanished into history and the garages of the fortunate. Hidden from my view, and the camera lens.

Ah, but Damien’s steed still rides the land, and the lots. A solicitor approached me, curious about the camera and paperback in my hand. I regaled him with my mission to find my character’s motoring motivator, and he led me to the promised land of the General Manager’s office. A most kind guardian of a gentleman, who offered me a wealth of suggestions to increase my potential for, ahem, wealth, of the book sales kind. He knew how to reach my people, my kindred, my culture. I bequeathed him my novel in gratitude, then went forth into the yonder of the outdoors, to capture the scowl of Damien’s mechanized chariot for both posterity and my publisher’s cover artistry.


My silent subjects thus captured in digital bits, I at last completed my Quest. A Quest of the day, that is. Further quests await me, and some may seem more important than the back covr of a novel. But the back cover of that novel holds within the highest expression of what humanity is capable of. The worlds which only we humans can bring to life, with our brainpower. And what we discover on our many, many Quests.



A couple of years ago, Daven Anderson accepted the challenge to craft a saga featuring a brave, wise, dignified hero with special needs, which would reach an audience that would never dream of reading a novel like “Forrest Gump.” Like “Gump”, a story where a hero with special needs proves that quick wit and cunning do not equal wisdom. Unlike “Gump”, a story where danger stalks the hero from beginning to end, from Jack’s well-meaning but devious human Vampire compatriots, to the carnivorous alien Pure Vampires that strike fear in the hearts of all human Vampires. In the Vampire Syndrome saga, Jack struggles to survive and find acceptance in a world where the “human” and the “monster” are one and the same.

PDMI Publishing LLC brought Daven’s creative vision to print intact. Daven was so impressed with the “authors-first” culture of PDMI, he joined the PDMI team as a marketing director. Daven assists his fellow PDMI authors in navigating the worlds of social media and promotion, helping all of PDMI’s team to acheive their mutual goal of spreading their literary dreams throughout the world, via the power of publishing.
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