The sorcerer returns to me, takes me in his arms, caresses my skin gently and tenderly. He mutters words to me in his human tongue, his voice exuding love, intimacy and bonding. His passion seems genuine, but his words mean nothing to me; my consciousness is barely stirred by his attention. He can do nothing more to me now; he can not hurt the tanned hide of a black wolf. Laying me carefully beside him on the bedding, he disrobes and lies naked beside me, skin against skin, hair against hair. His flesh is hard, his skin tingles, his breaths are short and excited. I can smell his juices start to flow as he presses against me. As his smooth chest rubs my coarse fur his nipples are proud and erect. He gasps softly, kissing my hard teeth. His strong thighs crush my hindquarters. His flesh throbs as hard, fragrant genitals, full of blood, respond to the passion in his breast. Groaning again, he rolls over so I am on top of him. I start to feel the most perverse lust I have ever known. No stinking bitch in heat ever aroused me like this; never was the bleeding meat of a gentle doe so desirable; never did the sick fear of a hunted human inspire bloodlust this violent. For the first time in so many moons since I was killed, I am, I feel, I move, and I live. Bonding this closely with the sorcerer I know his fears, his thoughts, his wants, ambitions, insecurities and his greed. Then we both forget them all. The blood is all, life is all, lust is all. We are one.
Johann has been writing on and off for over 30 years. He decided to become a serious writer in the 1990s, had to stop because writing a PhD took up all of his time, then started publishing short stories again in the 2000s. He writes an eclectic mix of horror, cyberpunk, experimental, surreal, and ghost stories, and has recently found himself writing a couple of mystery novels.
"Like Smoke" in Rigor Amortis, Absolute XPress (2010)
"An Ethnographer's Record," Sein und Werden presents Cinematique (Spring 2009)
"Alone in the World," The Harrow (March 2007)
"The Wolf Behind the Sun,"" The Future Fire (January 2005)
"A whiff of the traditional" (Peter Tennant, in a review for "Black Static")
"That was... spicier... than I expected" (Anonymous commenter)
I intend to pick up my nearly-third-draft postapocalyptic detective novel and make it a lot more feminist-friendly (one walking-cliché character needs to be written out, for a start) and a bit more overtly queer. This will mostly involve editing rather than a from-the-ground-up rewrite, although there will be chunks of new content to add, which should keep it interesting. Hopefully with the help of the Write-a-thon community I can put my 18-month dry spell behind me.