Celestial Reviews 58 - Feb 3, 1996
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- Celeste
"Tryout" by Deirdre (bdsm) 9
"Tutor" by Deirdre (sexual training) 9
"Twin" by Deirdre (identity problems) 10
"Girls' Night Out" by Vickie Tern (consensual feminization)
10
"Wherefore Art Thou, O'Mighty Thighmaster?" by
Anonymous (mindless mayhem) 1
"Tryout" by Deirdre. The woman knows her husband is interested in
bdsm, but she herself does not want to participate in such practices.
She decides that it would be OK with her if he did it with another
woman, but she doesn't want him to go out trolling on her own; so she
decides to select one for him. She finds a good candidate, gives her a
brief tryout, and finds her to be acceptable. When she mentions this
to another friend at lunch, that friend says that SHE would like to be
her husband's partner! The plot thickens; it seems that the friend
already has some sort of relationship with the other candidate. You'll
have to read the story to see what happens. (Rating: 9)
"Tutor" by Deirdre. Jim is not living up to the narrator's
expectations as a lover, and Charlene offers to go to bed with him to
teach him to be a good lover. That may sound like a harmless idea.
However, the moral of the story is that things can "get complicated
when we get past 18...." This story validates my personal belief that
surrogates may not always be a good idea. On the other hand, by the
end of the story the narrator was having more orgasms than she had ever
had before. (Rating: 9)
"Twin" by Deirdre. Many moons ago, I stated in this column that
Deirdre deliberately writes with several different styles. I made that
observation because the style of the narrator in the story I was
reviewing was not one of my favorites. In her disclaimer to the
present story Deirdre herself says: "It's possible that you have
noticed that for some of my main character/narrators, the elevator
doesn't quite reach the top floor. (If you are just now learning
English, then there's an idiom you can study) The problem is that I
prefer to write stories with the main character narrating, but I also
like to keep secrets from the main character. Thus if I let the reader
in on a secret, then the main character isn't thinking things through
very well. If I'm lucky, they just seem distracted. Otherwise . . ."
Deirdre put it better than I did (elevators usually are better
metaphors than moons), but for once I was more succinct. This subtle
aspect of Deirdre's style (adapting the language and logic to that of
the narrator) is one of the strengths of her writing.
On to the present story: "Twins." One night, the narrator's usually
passive girlfriend starts fucking his brains out in an unusually
aggressive, passionate manner. This is fine with him; but midway
through the second performance, he hears a noise in the house. He goes
looking for a prowler, but he finds a naked woman bound and gagged in
another room. His girlfriend hastily explains that this is her twin
sister, who has come to town and would do anything to keep her (the
girlfriend) from being happy. "Best to leave her gagged and teach her
a lesson by fucking her in the ass," says she.
Now, go ahead and guess the rest of the plot. Under these
circumstances, were I the boyfriend and granted that we have twins
here, I would at least entertain the possibility that it is the
girlfriend who is bound and gagged on the floor and the evil twin
sister who has been fucking my brains out. Instead the guy says to
himself, "Gee, my girlfriend sure is talking different!" and proceeds
to sodomize the damsel in bondage.
Well, I've given away the secret to the story; but that's because my
elevator goes higher than this guy's has gone in many moons. But you
would have figured out the secret yourself anyway, and there's still
another half of the story to go. Here's another secret: according to
her disclaimer Deirdre _expected_ you to figure this out; and for the
rest of the story you get to participate in a sort of dramatic irony by
knowing something the boyfriend doesn't know - or do you? It gets
pretty interesting trying to figure out whose bones the guy is jumping,
who he's marrying, and who it is that has him tied spread-eagle on the
bed. (Rating: 10)
"Girls' Night Out" by Vickie Tern (VickieTern@aol.com). The author
describes this as mainly a consensual feminization story. What that
means is that the narrator is a person named Henry who has decided to
make a voluntary switch from a male to a female identity in order to
please his wife. Whenever I read a feminization story, I predict that
I'm going to have trouble identifying with the characters, because I
have never wanted to be a man, nor do I have any interest in my husband
becoming a woman. (Of course, in a previous life I did reign as king
of a major part of Africa, and more recently I was the first Maytag
repairman in Clyde, Ohio; but those are different stories.) However,
true to form, almost as soon as I got into this story I forgot about my
identity problems and just sat back and enjoyed a good story - over
17,000 words all at one sitting!
The story starts in the middle of the action, with Henry dressed as a
woman, ready to go out for a night on the town with his wife Bea and
her friend Pearl. The next several paragraphs backtrack to explain how
Henry got into this predicament. At this point the author goes into a
brief lecture on how men and women differ during their mid-life crises.
This is the least interesting part of the story, because it's more like
an essay than a story; but it's a pretty good essay. Anyway, the basic
premise of the story is that Bea is turning 40 and has wanted to
celebrate with an intimate night out on the town with just her two
dearest friends: Pearl (who already qualified) and Henry (who has
undergone a thorough transformation since Bea's 39th.).
The bulk of the story is what happens during the "night out." Mostly
they tell their stories - focusing on events in the distant past that
were turning points or of special significance in their lives. Like
Henry, most readers will have viewed Pearl as a petty jerk; but by the
time she gets finished telling her story, we come to love her. This
story within a story technique is extremely effective.
After the storytelling, the women (including Henry, who has become
Honey) pair off with men they meet in the bar. At this point it
occurred to me that I really didn't know how complete Honey's
transition was. He/she had been taking medication (probably hormonal)
and would have distinctly feminine characteristics as well as emotions;
but I assumed she still had a cock. What was she going to do with the
guy she began to neck with?
You'll have to read the story to learn more. The author herself
considers this to be her best work. I still like both "NICE" and "Sooo
Sweet" better. But I can see her point. This was a more difficult
story to write; and I can see why her pride in this accomplishment
would make her feel especially good about this story. (Rating: 10)
"Wherefore Art Thou, O'Mighty Thighmaster?" by Anonymous (and
understandably so) (an433945@anon.penet.fi). This is an excellent
example of a really bad story. Aspiring authors should read this story
just to identify mistakes to avoid. Really. Here's how you yourself
can write a hot sex story like this one:
(1) Have a general plot and then start writing. As soon as you get an
idea write it down. Then keep piling your ideas one on top of another
until eventually something neat happens. Pretty soon nobody will be
able to figure out what the plot is.
(2) When you finish the story, set it aside for at least five minutes,
while you relieve one of nature's needs or something; then read through
the story. You'll think of new ideas. Just insert them wherever you
think of them; that's what a word processor is for. But never delete a
thought once you've written it down and never rearrange what you have
written in order to make it make better sense.
(3) Don't worry about grammar. You're writing for sex maniacs, not
nerds. For example, if you want to use "she" ambiguously in a
sentence, sometimes referring to a wagon and sometimes to a female
person, readers should be able to figure this out.
(4) When (if) you reread parts of your story and can't even yourself
remember what you meant by a passage, put the passage in ALL CAPS for
emphasis.
(5) Don't let the dictionary stand in your way. For example, if you
think "wherefore" means "where," then go with the W word for the first
word of your title. After all, every kid who has never read Romeo and
Juliet knows that when What's Her Name said, "Wherefore art thou
Romeo?" she was asking for his geographical coordinates.
(6) Even when using informal language or slang, fuck tradition! For
example, never mind that most people use the term "buck naked" - go
ahead and say BUTT NAKED and put it in caps. Nobody knows where the
term "buck naked" came from anyway.
(7) Don't let school subjects bother you. For example, either math or
biology might inform you that it's extremely unlikely that one of the
Monet twins would be 19 and the other 15 years old; but you don't want
to be a nerd; so stick with the twin theory - even if it is irrelevant
to the plot of the story.
(8) Don't worry about whether something is actually possible. If you
can write it down and it's about sex (or at least about defecation or
neat forms of torture), it belongs in the story.
On a more serious note: the following sentence brought back childhood
memories:
"With all her might, Carrie struck her as her head jolted
forward knocking off Becki's glasses."
The first joke I can ever remember a teacher telling was:
"Do you see this nail? When I nod my head, hit it as hard
as you can with that sledge hammer!"
The joke had something to do with pronoun antecedents, a topic about
which this author does not claim expertise. There must be a sexual
version of that joke out there somewhere, and I'd like to hear it.
Incredibly enough, this story actually does have potential. I really
mean that. It could become a weird tale about a kid's odyssey while
towing naked peers in her little red wagon. The author merely needs to
break at least seven of the eight rules I cited above the next time he
revises this story. Even in its present form it's almost half as good
as a rejected episode of Beevis and Butthead. (Rating: 1)
GRAMMAR TIP OF THE WEEK: I have received some critical comments about
my discussion of the fewer/less distinction. I have taken the
discussion to the gurus of alt.usage.english. What I have found out is
that some pretty important people use "less" when traditional grammar
would demand "fewer." So if you screw up, you're in good company. On
the other hand, there is a distinction; and I think it's a distinction
worth keeping myself, although I don't intend to put the mistake in the
same category with lie/lay errors.
The following is a variation of the discussion I posted in
alt.usage.english. This version is more fun to read, because on
alt.usage.english I left out all the sexual examples.
The best discussion I have seen of fewer/less is in Theodore M.
Bernstein's "The Careful Writer: A Modern Guide to English Usage" (New
York: Atheneum, 1965). There is a more complete but less focused
discussion on pages 592-594 of Webster's Dictionary of English Usage
(Merriam-Webster, 1989).
Bernstein expresses the succinct rule as "use less for quantity and
fewer for number." He adds that the problem is to distinguish whether
it is quantity or number that is being spoken of. I think the best way
to summarize it is to say, "If the thought focuses on a reduction in
individually countable items, use fewer."
He cites the following as INcorrect: "Not many of these buildings are
fewer than thirty years old." He says that "less" would be more
appropriate, because the thought here is not on individual years but on
a period of time. He gives the following as another example of
INcorrect usage: "Some professors earn fewer than $7500 a year." He
says to make it "less," because the thought is not of separate dollars
but of a sum of money. (Actually, it would be nice to make it "more" -
but then $7500 wasn't all that bad in 1965!)
"She earned less money by turning fewer tricks." is a perfect example.
"Fewer money" would be incorrect, because the focus (the thought, in
Bernstein's terms) is on the accumulation of wealth, not the collection
of individual things called moneys. On the other hand, if the sentence
focused on blow jobs, it would say, "She earned fewer blow jobs by
turning fewer tricks." That's because it makes sense to count
individual blow jobs. However, if we use "sex" instead of "jobs," the
correct statement would be, "She earned less sex by turning fewer
tricks."
Sometimes (but not always) the decision is simplified by the fact that
"fewer" never occurs with a singular noun indicating quantity. "Fewer
money" and "fewer weight" never occur; it's always less "less money"
and "less weight."
The confusion occurs because any attempt at concrete measurement
necessarily involves some sort of counting; and this might make it seem
that "fewer" might always be appropriate - even in the obviously absurd
case of "fewer money." Bernstein's focus on the _thought_ helps me see
beyond this narrow focus. If the focus of the thought is on a
reduction in items that would be counted individually, then I use
"fewer." If the focus is on a reduction in a continuous quantity, I
use "less." This seems to work well for me.
His dick was less than eight inches long. (Thought focuses
on length, not individual inches.)
We fucked fewer than six times last week. (Individual
occurrences)
She has had sex with fewer than five people in her entire
life. (Specific count of people)
Actually, she came continuously for less than two minutes.
(Accumulation of time, not focus on isolated minutes)
I hope this helps. I think the solution is to focus on doing MORE of
all of the above. "More" is the opposite of both "fewer" and "less."
Hence, there is a grammatical basis for our inherent need for self-
gratification.