Reay Jespersen

Having been idly wondering lately what I should be doing with my website - what I could talk about, what I should focus on, how often I should post, the best way to do whatever it is I decide to do, etc. - I’ve finally decided that the very least I can do is post regularly (as I can’t in all honesty see doing it daily) on what I’m doing with writing. Well… really, I guess the “least I can do” is ignore the site completely and drink whilst playing Wii, but you get the point. It seems simple enough, particularly given the concept of having a site in the first place years ago was to promote my writing. I’ve tried to do this before, but not with any real determination to make it stick. Well, consider me determined.

In that light, a new update: in one of my pitches today involving a werewolf screenplay - and there are some of you who will doubtless know precisely the one I mean - I was told by the rep that he was going to pas on it; that werewolves aren’t a big seller; that in part it’s because vampires are sexy (and werewolves, the implication concluded, weren’t). And I certainly understand the point. I’ve tied vampires and sexiness together since Christopher Lee played Dracula, and there’s been no lack of underscoring the point in the many years since.

I asked him about New Moon, the Meyer book/pending movie that involves werewolves in a broader storyline which has females from high school to retirees getting hot under the collar. He countered, fairly, by pointing out that yes, that one story involves werewolves, but it’s really in an overarching - and initiated - story involving sexy vampires. I had to grant him the point.

But the more I thought about the comment through the day, the more I wondered: why can’t werewolves be sexy?

It’s true there would seem to be more innate sexy characteristics to vampires: they’re often from a bygone (romantic) era, and have gaunt (nay, chiseled) features, intense eyes, oddly ubiquitous athletic figures… all of course just too much for the enthralled females to resist; who fight off dark temptations but ultimately succumb, offering up their thrusted (bosoms and) necks to be feasted on.

HOT.

Werewolves, though, are by nature beastial. Maybe even as much animal as human. And could it not be sexy to give in to animal instincts, particularly when it comes to sex (or steamy, sensual innuendos thereof)? The alpha male: a dominant male figure protecting those under his care, including the females, who knows his needs must be fulfilled. And you want to talk convincing cases for lean, athletic figures? Werewolves are finely tuned creatures of action: they hunt, they chase, they fight, they kill…

And on a personal note, I’d like to say that since I first saw American Werewolf In London, likely at too early an age, I can no longer hear Van Morrison’s “Moondance” without thinking of the sex scene. That kind of thing makes an impression on a (young) guy, and the impression is that werewolves can damn well be sexy when presented the right way. That, and that sex looks really interesting.

So, I’ve taken the rep’s causal comment as a challenge. I’m officially taking on the task of writing a sexy story about werewolves. And not just via descriptions of hot men and women who happen to be werewolves standing around looking good and having sex (although…), but by giving the whole thing a genuinely sexy vibe. Which will prove interesting, as I’ve never really done much geared that way. But then, it wouldn’t be a challenge if it was easy. You know… by it’s nature.

No idea what form the story will take, and no promises about when it will be completed, but if it’s the last thing I do (and it may be), the story will be written.

Talk soon.

“Well it’s a marvelous night for a moondance
with the stars up above in your eyes.
A fantabulous night to make romance
‘neath the cover of October skies…”