Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Sad and Happy News.

We have some sad news and some happy news.

Am I being confusing yet?

The sad news. :(

Okay, so the sad news is that our marvelous Lucy (Lucette) Nel has decided to step down from partnering with Quills and Inkblotts. She has been such an asset and a blessing to our blog. We are incredibly saddened, but incredibly supportive of her choice. She's learned over fourteen faithful months of blogging with us, that blogging is increasingly becoming more of a burden than a blessing in her life. While we will truly miss the fun, spunky voice of hers, we understand. We want her to be able to focus more intently on her other projects and we wish her well in her future writing endeavors!

The happy news. :)

We have the pleasure of introducing not one but TWO new blogging partners to Quills and Inkblotts. Lucy's shoes were SO BIG to fill we had to take on two new people to fill her place. :)

Put your hands together and give a warm welcome to Nicki Bishop and Lani Forbes!



We will have them introduce themselves here soon. I know they're both going to be a huge blessing on our blog.

ALSO...(drumroll please) we have a SURPRISE coming your way. Jebraun has something up her sleeve that she's been diligently working on. We can't wait to reveal it to you soon!

Thursday, February 9, 2017

Halayda cover reveal!

Check out this beauty:

Sarah Delena White's cover reveal is here, and it's so lovely!

Here's a little peek into the story of Halayda:
Back Cover Copy: 

A mortal alchemist. A faerie king. A bond that transcends death.

Betrayed by a trusted mentor, Sylvie Imanthiya hides on the fringes of society, caring for half-fae orphans and trading her alchemical creations on the black market. She lives for the one night each season when she can see her dearest friend—a man whose destiny is far above hers.

King Taylan Ashkalabek knows better than to exchange halayda vows with a mortal. Even their friendship is a risk; love is an impossible dream. Then a brutal alchemical attack poisons his realm, unearthing a dark power within him—and leaving Sylvie with the ancient mark of Faerie’s savior.

Manifesting unpredictable abilities and aided by allies with their own secrets, Sylvie and Taylan journey into the wilds of Faerie to heal the damage and confront Casimir, an invincible star-fae determined to claim the realm as his own. But only their enemy knows Sylvie’s true capabilities—and Taylan’s weaknesses—and how to use them in his vicious schemes.

Her fate is life. His fate is death. With Faerie in the balance, Sylvie and Taylan must stand together before reality as they know it is destroyed.

Author Bio:

Sarah Delena White is a vagabond on a never-ending quest for truth, beauty, and really good lattes. She writes eclectic fantasy with complex characters, rich world-building, and a fine balance of poetry and snark. When she’s not writing or editing, she can be found making jewelry, singing Irish ballads, and working a variety of odd jobs. She occasionally remembers to eat and sleep, because those things are apparently important. She also loves chickens.

Release Date: March 23, 2017

Preorder Page Link at Uncommon Universes Press: http://wp.me/P74XSo-lK
(aside: our special preorder price for autographed print copies is $12.99 including shipping, vs. normal price of $14.99 + shipping)

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Make sure you pre-order your copy now! It's sure to be a fantastic read!

Monday, February 6, 2017

A Broken Romance: Healing in the midst of Marriage.

Re-blogged from Inkslinger Blog. Original Article here:

My spouse is probably more romantic than I am. Honestly. He’s the one bringing home the flowers. He’s the one who remembers our anniversary every year when I can’t keep the date in my head. He’s the one who bought me a pager when we were dating and declared when we send the number 333 to each other that meant “I love you”. It also became our favorite time of the day. At 3:33 PM every day we would try to page each other, just to let each other know we were thinking about one another. We even got married at 3:33PM. Still to this day, fifteen years of marriage, eighteen years of knowing each other later, if I spot 3:33 on the clock I will glance up and see if he’s noticed too. He usually has.

My husband is the one who “gave” me a song when we were dating and used to lip read the words to me when it played. He’s the one who found a more grown-up song when we got older and needed a more mature song. He’s the one who turns the song on when I’m grumpy and comes over and slow-dances with me in the kitchen. It never fails to improve my mood significantly.

He’s the one that hates instituted holiday’s like Valentine’s Day, (Hallmark Holiday, anyone?) because he’s supposed to get me stuff. He rebels and won’t buy me flowers ON Valentines because he’s going to stick it to the man. No one can tell him when to buy his wife flowers. Instead he does it the week before or the week after. In his older age, he usually brings me a box of chocolate on the actual holiday. His resolve is slowly weakening, it seems. I don’t mind.

He’s also the man who used to suffer from a frequent horrible temper. Or maybe I should say, I was the one who suffered. When we married young, he hadn’t learned self-control or coping mechanisms to deal with life. It effected our marriage severely for many years. Within time, we decided we both wanted a better marriage and both of us set our minds to fix the mess we’d made of it.

I was angry. Hurt. After years of struggle, I was done with it. I wanted something better. But first he had to suffer like I had. Chad knew he had messed up. And messed up bad. But he was determined to make it right. For about two whole years I was mean to him. Downright nasty. I wanted him to feel the pain he had caused me for so long. And instead of being mean back, he controlled himself. He took it like a man. And he LOVED ME THROUGH IT. I was mean. He was nice. He continued being nice even though I definitely didn’t deserve it.

I don’t remember who bought the Love Dare book, but somehow it ended up in our home. My husband decided to do the Love Dare challenge on me. He didn’t tell me what he was doing but within the course of the month, I’m pretty sure I figured it out. He was determined to heal our marriage and set things right. I don’t remember details of that month, but I know by the end of it, I was feeling the love. I knew our marriage had a chance.

Eventually when I realized he really had changed, I knew I needed to change too. I had gotten my anger out. I was guilty as well. It wasn’t just him as the bad guy anymore. I was the bad guy too. Now I had to make things right. I had to let God take our marriage and mold it into His marriage. This wasn’t just about us anymore. We were going to put God in the middle and keep Him there from now on.

All that being said, I think the most romantic thing he’s ever done for me is simply let me heal. He knew it wasn’t going to be easy. He knew he would have to die to self-daily. But he knew what needed to be done and did it. That, my friends, is sacrifice. And sacrifice is the most romantic kind of love there is.

With Valentines Day coming up here fast, what is one way you can show your spouse or loved one that they are cherished and adored? Tell us in the comments below.