#SPFBO 2018, Batch 3 books 4-6

As mentioned in my post here as part of the SPFBO competition I’ll be randomly choosing six books per month for the next five months, I will then aim to check out at least the first 30% of each book during that month. I’ll post information about the first three books chosen at the start of the month and then about the remaining three during the mid way point with a conclusion around the end of the month about which books will be going forward or which will be eliminated. The conclusion for my first and second month’s reading can be found here and here. Ultimately, the aim is to choose one book from the thirty I’ve been assigned – that chosen one will then be my finalist.
Books 4-6 in my third batch of books are as follows:
Dark of Winter by Christopher Percy
The people of Sumner are odd. Their village, far to the north where the weather is worst, is lost to a world of snow and ice and freezing death. No one trusts Sumner. No one goes there.
Until now.
King Fialsun’s soldiers are battle weary. They have spent years carving an empire that starts from the south and rises up like an inexorable branch, twisting east and west and now to new territories in the north.
Despite growing dissent, Fialsun’s power remains absolute and his might infinite. But one village remains outside from his sovereignty: Sumner.
Fialsun sends one hundred of his soldier veterans to find and to decimate the village. To bring an end to its stigma and to quash the dreaded infamy of its most lethal warrior: Threecuts.
But strange events have been unfolding in Sumner. A girl has gone missing and warriors deem they have captured a creature from mythology. All the evidence leads to the conclusion that an ancient evil is coming.
In one night the fate of Sumner will be decided. If the King’s soldiers do not reach them first, then the creatures of the Dark of Winter will.
twitter: darkofwinterbk
Website : http://www.christopherpercy.co.uk

How to go to Hell in 10,000 Easy Steps by Douglas Todd
Valerie wants to sell her soul. But it seems like Hell doesn’t want it, which is a real disappointment.
Actually, Hell is having some serious problems, and it looks like Valerie is going to get ensnared in them whether she likes it or not. Along the way, she’ll meet a lot of colorful and interesting people, most of whom are immortal, many of whom aren’t very nice, some of whom would like to see her dead.
She’ll also experience some truly horrifying things because, no matter how nice some of the people in it are, when it comes right down to it, Hell just isn’t a very pleasant place.

Forsaken Kingdom by JR Rasmussen
At his kingdom’s darkest hour, the lost heir returns. A pity he can’t remember who he is …
To save his people and the forbidden magic they’re sworn to defend, Wardin Rath surrenders his birthright and his past. For seven years he’s held at the court of his deadliest enemy, oblivious to all he’s lost. Until one day, the spell that stole his memories begins to crack.
On the heels of a harrowing escape, Wardin’s quest for answers leads him to the last magistery, where he studied magic as a boy. But he’ll find no safe haven there—or anywhere. Plagued by threats and suspicion, hunted relentlessly by the king who will stop at nothing to crush him, Wardin is soon battling for his life, his home, and the survival of magic itself.
And this time, the enemy will take no prisoners.
#SPFBO Guest Post: Finding Fairy Tales by A M Justice
22 September 2018
Filed under #SPFBO, Book Reviews
Tags: #SPFBO 2018, A Wizard's Forge, AM Justice, Rapunzel
Today, I’m really pleased to welcome to my blog the author of A Wizard’s Forge: Amanda Justice. Amanda has written a post about the inspiration for her book A Wizard’s Forge which will be one of my upcoming reads for the Self Published Fantasy Blog Off. A Wizard’s Forge is a deconstructed version of Rapunzel. If you know anything about my blog you’ll know I love fairytale retellings so excitement am I to read this post:
‘Sometimes inspiration is like a beacon, drawing the author toward her goal. Other times, the influence is a sleeper agent that infiltrates the subconscious and adds unexpected layers to the narrative. My SPFBO 2018 entry, A Wizard’s Forge, is a retelling of “Rapunzel,” but not necessarily one I set out to write.
Because we’re usually introduced to fairy tales as children, and we hear or read them over and over, they tend to embed themselves in our consciousness. They also frequently portray universal themes—fairy tales from different cultures all over the world often carry similar messages about compassion or justice. I think the universal nature of these stories is why bookstore shelves are loaded with fairy tale retellings. Western folk tale–inspired stories tend to dominate English-language fantasies, including modern-day classics such as Gail Carson Levine’s Ella Enchanted (“Cinderella”) and Fairest (“Snow White”) and Shannon Hale’s Books of Bayern (starting with Goose Girl) as well as the recent novels A Dance of Silver and Shadow (“The Twelve Dancing Princesses”; an SPFBO 2018 entry) by Melanie Cellier and Spinning Silver (“Rumpelstiltskin”) by Naomi Novik. But fairy tales turn up in other genres too. Marissa Meyer’s Lunar Chronicles (Cinder [“Cinderella”], Scarlett [“Little Red Riding Hood”], etc) are set in a high-tech, dystopian future and feature cyborgs as the protagonists. Jane Rosenberg Laforge’s Hawkman (“The Bearskin”) takes place in post-WWI England and is more magic realism than fantasy. Roxane Gay’s An Untamed State (“Rumpelstiltskin”), set in modern day Haiti, is straight contemporary fiction and doesn’t contain any magic at all.
“Rapunzel” nestled down in the bedrock of my psyche and from there bubbled up into the making of A Wizard’s Forge. The inspiring elements were melted and remixed in the idea cauldron, so the source material may not be as obvious as it is in other retellings. On the surface, A Wizard’s Forge is a science fantasy about a young woman’s quest for vengeance. The setting on a lost space colony is inspired by Anne McCaffrey’s Pern, and the fantasy creatures (i.e., aliens) are directly descended from 1950s sci fi films featuring giant insects (e.g., THEM!). The story deliberately subverts a lot of fantasy tropes, starting with a damsel in distress who saves herself, then tries to save a prince. In addition, Victoria, the heroine, might be a chosen one, and she’s given a special talisman before departing on a quest to defeat an evil high lord. Where the book departs from high fantasy is that the lord’s power is psychological, not magical. He holds Vic captive at the beginning of the story, and her desire to avenge herself is complicated by a case of Stockholm Syndrome. There’s also a long war, a clash between religion and atheism, those giant intelligent insects mentioned above, and a taste of wizardry, which in Vic’s world is a mysterious power that is usually lethal to those who try to wield it.
I know what you’re thinking: that doesn’t sound anything like Rapunzel!
But it is. Rapunzel involves a girl with very long hair who is held in isolation in a tower by a powerful, jealous person. A prince finds the tower, sneaks in, and he and the girl fall in love. Discovering them together, the enraged captor throws the prince out a window into a patch of nettles. Blinded, he wanders off into the wilderness. After shearing off the girl’s hair, the captor magically banishes her to another land. Eventually, the prince and girl find each other, and her joyful tears wash the nettles from his eyes, restoring his sight.
All of that is in A Wizard’s Forge:
- A powerful person is obsessed with Vic and keeps her locked up by herself in a tower.
- Vic has long hair that is central to her identity; her captor cuts it off.
- A harrowing event centers around the tower window.
- Vic’s sexual awakening has dire consequences for herself and others.
- A jealous rage provides an opportunity for escape.
- There’s a prince.
- Someone goes blind.
- There’s a separation and a reunion.
As Jo Niederhoff recently discussed on Fantasy Faction, fantasy and fairy tales share many common tropes and themes, such as the hero’s journey, hidden royalty, and magic, all of which turn up in A Wizard’s Forge as well. But some important differences between fairy tales and fantasy are worth noting. In his essay “Tree and Leaf,” J.R.R. Tolkien explained the idea of “secondary belief,” in which fantasy authors must construct their worlds in such a way that readers believe the story while they’re immersed in it, whereas fairy tale tellers don’t need to explain anything. Donald Haase, editor of the Greenwood Encyclopedia of Folktales and Fairy Tales, echoed this idea by saying belief is the main difference between fantasy and fairy tales. Fairy tales aren’t necessarily made to be believable, because the goal isn’t immersion but instruction. The fairy tale is like a didactic lecture or sermon, meant to impart wisdom or knowledge. A fantasy, however, is a philosophical discussion between author and reader in which the reader must accept the author’s premise to understand the author’s observations and message. Fairy tales teach; fantasies enlighten.
Whoa! Enlighten—that’s a rather highfalutin notion, isn’t it? I’d argue that the fantasy genre encompasses a wide range of fiction, from purely escapist, easy reading pulp to literary masterworks. Regardless of where a book falls on that spectrum, by simply positing societies and individuals that are different from us or approach problems differently, fantasies force readers to think about the world in new ways, opening the door to epiphanies about how our world works. That was certainly my goal when I wrote A Wizard’s Forge, and I think the elements from “Rapunzel” that infiltrated the story helped me achieve it.
For more information about Amanda and her book:
Website: www.amjusticeauthor.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/AMJusticeWrites
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AMJusticeauthor/
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6903962.A_M_Justice

Thank you Amanda for providing me with this great guest post. I’m really looking forward to picking your book up and wish you all the best with the SPFBO.
#SPFBO 2018 Book Teaser: The Purple Haze by Andrew Einspruch
9 September 2018
Filed under #SPFBO, Book Reviews
Tags: #SPFBO 2018, Andrew Einspruch, Teaster, The Purple Haze

As part of the SPFBO (details here) I’ve invited all the authors from my batch to visit my blog. The Purple Haze by Andrew Einspruch is one of the books from my first batch of books and at the moment is still in the running. Below is an excerpt from the book (reproduced here with the author’s permission of course). Check out Chapter 1 and see if it whets your appetite. I think this has a wonderful cheeky sense of humour that I’m really enjoying so far:
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Chapter One – THE PROPOSAL
“Please, please, marry my son,” implored the chipmunk.
Princess Eloise Hydra Gumball III, Future Ruler and Heir to the Western Lands and All That Really Matters, sat on the Listening Throne in the ornate Receiving Room of Castle de Brague and took two precise sips of her haggleberry tea, trying not to let her surprise show. She straightened, still holding the cup and saucer. “I… I… Truly, Seer Maybelle? Jerome?”
Seer Maybelle de Chipmunk’s delicate whiskers drooped, and Eloise worried she’d been too harsh. “Yes, Princess,” she said. “Jerome,”
“Goodness.” Eloise sipped again, buying a moment. “I haven’t really thought about marriage much, but if I may so, I rather thought I’d end up with a prince of some description. You know, someone more in the direction of a human, perhaps? But, please. I’m happy to hear you out.”
The chipmunk clasped her dainty paws in front of her and began an obviously well-rehearsed plea. “My son, Jerome Abernatheen de Chipmunk, is a good boy, as you well know. And believe me, I am aware of his flaws as only a mother can be.” She extended her claws to enumerate. “He’s forgetful. He’s awkward in small groups. He’s awkward in large groups. He’s prone to wafting off into the La La Realms. His dress sense veers unpredictably and inexplicably from one garish colour to another. He knows far, far too much about the musical plays of Lyndia Thrind. He has a penchant for babbling about nothing when stressed. Then there’s the whole unfortunate thing with jesters.”
Eloise nodded. Twice. “One cannot characterize that description as unfair, Seer Maybelle.”
“But Princess Eloise, I’ve searched the future with every tool I have, methods common and obscure, profound and profane, some passed down from my grandmothers a hundred generations removed. I have stared into the flame of the Burning Fungus, scanned dregs of haggleberry tea, and listened to the sounds of the Oracle Bellbirds. I’ve drawn the Twigs of Fate from the Bag of Kismet and sought wisdom in the gurgling mud of the Elder’s Swamp. It embarrasses me to tell you, because it took a week to get the stench out of my fur, but I’ve taken counsel with Gordon the Noisome, whose twitching earlobes have a strangely accurate predictive quality.”
Gordon the Noisome? Wow. Seer Maybelle was serious about this. Standing close enough to Gordon to see his earlobes twitch was a sacrifice no one should have to make.
“Everywhere I look Princess, I see that my son’s destiny is to be by your side. I’m, I’m…” Seer Maybelle’s voice slid down to a whisper. “I’m sorry, but I believe you must wed.”
Eloise took another sip of her tea, then set down the cup. The saucer clinked on the marble side table, which matched the marble walls of the Receiving Room. Eloise carefully moved the cup and saucer so they were in the exact middle of the table on a serviette whose edges were equidistant from the table’s. She placed the spoon on the saucer so it lined up with the serviette and the table. She would rather have put it across the top of the cup, but that would be taking it too far, given that Seer Maybelle was with her.
Until three years before, when Court began demanding so much of her time, Jerome had been her best friend. For a decade, they’d been inseparable, whether exploding whifflenut pies in Cookery and Cuisine class (which she enjoyed despite the mess), plotting paint dart campaigns in Weapons and Stratagems (also fun despite potential mess), ridiculing each other’s poetry in Arts and Elocution, or creating the most elaborate contraptions in Engineering and Constructions. Inseparable, until court life had done the inevitable – separated them.
Eloise understood Jerome like few did. He was a klutz. A clever klutz. A verbose klutz. A well-read, musically literate, historically curious klutz. But definitely a klutz. She loved him, klutziness and all, but like a brother and nothing else. Even ignoring matters of species, marrying him was out of the question. That’s just not what she felt for him.
The problem was Seer Maybelle de Chipmunk.
Seer de Chipmunk was the Western Lands’ visionary. There was never, ever any escaping what the matronly chipmunk foretold. But if Eloise had learned anything in Oracles and Insights (other than that Jerome showed not the slightest hint of divinatory talent, despite his family line), it was that there was always another interpretation, another angle.
Seer Maybelle shifted from foot to foot. It was difficult for her to stand like this for so long, but pride and Protocol demanded it. With a quiet rasp, she cleared her throat, preparing to sell, somehow, what was ridiculously unsellable. Her son, short, nervous, and – there was no escaping it – a chipmunk, was completely unsuited to the willowy, athletic, 16-year-old, dark-haired and darker-eyed human. Seer Maybelle opened her mouth, but Eloise held up a finger and stopped her.
“I have an idea.”
“Yes, Princess Eloise?”
“I shall name Jerome Abernatheen de Chipmunk my champion.”
Seer Maybelle stood gape-mouthed, then closed her eyes and scanned the Unseen. When she opened them again, she graced Princess Eloise with a radiant chipmunk smile. She nodded, amazed that such insight could come, once again, from someone so young.
Mrs de Chipmunk left the Receiving Room lighter of heart than she’d felt in weeks.
Eloise draped the Attention Cape over the back of the Listening Throne and wondered how in the name of Calaht she would ever convince her parents to allow her decision.
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That was the first chapter of The Purple Haze. What do you make of the style?

#SPFBO Cover Competition

If you’re familiar with this blog you’ll be aware that for the past three years I’ve taken part in the Self Published Fantasy Blog Off (SPFBO) created by Mark Lawrence (check out the details here). Basically the SPFBO is a competition for self published authors. Each year 300 books are submitted, 10 judges are awarded 30 books each, each judge submits one book to the final stage and finally one book, with the highest rating wins the competition. As the contest begins we have a cover competition. Below are the 30 covers for my books (list of titles and authors can be found here). I will be choosing 3 covers from the titles below to submit for the contest. I already have 3 in mind and will post my choices on Friday – but, I want to give the authors a chance to check my list and ensure I have the most uptodate covers.
So, here they are – and there are some lovelies to feast your eyes on:




































