ROCKSTAR (BDSM Story.03)
Hideki brings on the knife and bondage play to help Daniel come face-to-face
with his dEniAl.
Tone of story = subtle/implicit > violent/explicit.
GENRE: Contemporary Fiction (via a bdsm lens)
THEMES: Desire (non-explicit) / Life & Death / Media & Society
Rockstar features in the short story collection,
PLAY (BDSM Anthology).
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STATS & STUFF:
* 15 Apr 2011: Cleaning up final draft. I think Rockstar
might need a 'prequel', which I'll do some time in future...
* Debuts on Amazon.co.uk Bestseller List!
(#42 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Nonfiction > Social
> Popular Culture | 28 April 2011)
* Rockstar = Jess's first sale on Amazon.de (Germany)
(#1 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Nonfiction > Social
> Popular Culture | May 2011)
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"This was one of those short but intense stories that illustrates what
erotica can be. Yes, there was sex in it (including a pretty intense
knife-play scene), but it was really about two friends struggling to
find each other and being honest about their feelings. It's also about
staying true to oneself, about music."
— Vixenne, Nov 2011 (4-Star
"Jess C Scott is the 21st century Judy Blume."
Review on EyeLeash: A Blog Novel (from U.S.)
"I'm a hetero guy and the Yin and Julian thing (in 4:Play)
even 'did something' for me. . .all things kinky and morally objectionable,
I'm game. LOL."
-- DE, Reader/Customer email, Jan 2012
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EXCERPT #1 (work-in-progress):
Hideki raised the blindfold over Daniel's eyes.
Hideki was in the thigh-high boots he was wearing earlier, but in a
short leather skirt this time, which ended just above the top of the
black leather boots.
Daniel felt a warmth in his heart--Hideki was a marvellous sight to
behold, breathtaking as ever. But Daniel inched back, throat tight,
when he saw the knife in Hideki's hand. It was a medium-sized knife.
But even a small blade could cut deep.
EXCERPT #2 (E-mail from Hideki to Daniel):
From: Hideki Noda <firstname.lastname@example.org>
To: Daniel A. <email@example.com>
Date: Tue, Mar 14, 2006 at 8:38 PM
Subject: Re: i hate commercialism
Thanks for your kind comments and words of sanity. I mean I guess I
just don't know why I can't be like everybody else, you know, and I
mean everyone in all types of creative industries (music, writing, design,
Gone are the days where people could actually tell good shit from bad
shit--no wait, I'm not too sure, maybe people could never really tell
the difference. As in, there'll only be a small number of really thoughtful
and discerning people who want something more in life, apart from something
'pop' and 'fluff' and mindlessly entertaining.
Do you know why there are so many obese people in the world right now
(apart from the prevalence of fast food?)--one need only look at the
ancient scriptures of India, such as the following:
An Ayurvedic text comments: "Boredom, mindless entertainment, continuous
eating, and oversleeping: these will fatten you up just like a hog."
I hate commercialism. It makes me very tired. I think I'm only going
to be buying CDs of dead rockstars from now. A few notable exceptions
regarding still-living artistes, which I will check out *when I happen
to do so*.
I guess I should've known. I know I should not begrudge other people's
success. I know that there's a market for everything. It's more an overall
feeling of genuine disgust and frustration.
I guess the question is: why bother to work hard? Why bother to hone
your talents? Why bother to be anything, if you can make millions from
unoriginal work that's easily digestible, and just as easily disposable
(but who care$, coz you already made the million$!!!)?
BUT I guess if I can slowly work on it…have a day job to survive, while
I continue to explore the art/music in a way that I want…I won't complain,
coz it's just two different camps. The commercial side can roll around
and continue to pander crap to the lowest common denominator as they
rush to meet their bottom line/net profits..........people like me can
choose to sit it out, and not play the game at all.
You don't have to buy into it, if you don't want to. At the end of the
day, I still want to be able to have my own life.
I'm not blessed enough to be illiterate/ignorant. I'm not blessed enough
to be able to sell my soul and/or artistic integrity, for hordes of
quick cash. I'm not blessed enough to ride on the commercial success
of a trend or fad that's hot for that day, or week, or year, or whatever.
But I'm blessed enough to have people like you as friends.
Ok thanks for listening to all my nonsensical garbage again…
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A NOTE ABOUT THE OLD COVER...
I mistakenly used this image for the original cover as it turned up under a search for CC licensed images (when it's actually not CC licensed). Oops!
This is a
photograph of two Asian ball-jointed dolls [Jun, the pink and white haired doll, and Zephyr, the blonde doll, who belongs to the owner's close friend]. They are characters in their own stories that have been ongoing for over 10 years.
For more info on the creator, Nezumi LacSeul, do visit her website at
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