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Sluts, Princesses, and Twilight. Where Have All the Role Models Gone? by Leia Shaw

My daughter’s birthday is this coming Sunday. She’s turning four. Hubby and I headed out on a rare day by ourselves to shop for her party and birthday presents.

DD is not a girly girl. She prefers playing in the mud with her brother’s dump trucks over dolls and dress-up any day. This year, she asked for her own cars to play with that her older brother can’t steal away. So, among other things, that’s what we bought her.

We contemplated an old-fashioned Barbie car just so it stands out from her brother’s more masculine ones but they were kind of wussy, so we settled on a red convertible tough enough to withstand some abuse but the right size to fit a Barbie doll as a driver. But since she doesn’t own any dolls that size, I figured we should get her one. So off we went, looking for a kick-ass driver for a tomboy’s red convertible.

And here’s where I faced the dilemma. There are NO good role model dolls for little girls. There were plenty of foofy princess dolls, dressed in fancy gowns all shiny and pretty – but does off-roading in glass slippers sound very practical to you? Then there’s Barbie of course, who I’m not a fan of. Not only does she represent a very small percentage of the population, especially where I live, but most of her outfits fall into the frilly category or the slutty one – neither of which I’m okay with.

Why isn’t there like, super-hero girl, or something? A doll that looks like she could jump a car off a ramp without worrying about her fashion purse or fancy hairdo?

The other option is the slut dolls collection. I’ve been seeing the Bratz dolls commercials for a while now and I have to say, they seem more appropriate for a teenager. I guess the point of a doll wearing skinny jeans, a fur coat, diamonds and stilettos is to be fashion forward? I just don’t get it. They all look like they’re wearing bronzer the wrong color for their skin and just had collagen injections in their lips.

Now I am not an overprotective mother. I’m really not. So, even though the name immediately turned me off (why would I encourage my daughter to play with something called a brat?), I figured I’d give them a try.

So hubby and I went down the Bratz doll aisle in search of a cool, down-to-earth, somewhat normal looking driver for her car. Hubby picked up one with darker skin (which is a start since my daughter is biracial) that was supposed to be “tattoo Bratz doll.” Now I’m covered in tattoos, I support parents getting tattooed, my kids have watched me get tattoos – obviously I don’t have an issue with a tattooed doll. What I do have an issue with is the black leather slut shorts, the hooker boots, and the see-thru top. Oh. And the so-called “tattoos” was an ugly nude-colored shirt with doodles on it. They weren’t even really tattoos! It had to be one of the ugliest dolls I’ve ever seen. And what’s with the tattoo stereotype? Most tattooed people don’t wear all leather and ride motorcycles anymore. Welcome to the 21st century Bratz doll makers, whoever you are!

Anyway. All of the Bratz were slutty and the only dolls left were Twilight and One Direction. Uh, no and no.

Finally, hubby found something called a Moxie girl. There were only a few of them at this particular store, but one was a darker skinned girl wearing a karate uniform and a ribbon. Good enough! Karate chick wearing a minimal amount of makeup was the best we could do.

My favorite part of the experience was when we were contemplating between two of the least slutty Bratz dolls we could find and hubby said, “Let’s get that one. At least it’s got pants on.” Now that is something that should never be heard in the aisle of a kid’s toy store.

Does anyone else have a problem with the serious lack of positive role models for little girls today? I’d love to hear some comments.

Filed under: romance

Weekly Paranormal-Scope

While I’m not qualified in any way to read neither stars nor planets, I am intimately linked with the paranormal in the world.  In many ways, so are you.

The week ahead for:

Aries

Mermaids sing of love.  Warm fuzzy feelings are coming your way.

Taurus

Give a shapeshifer a cookie and you know what happens.  They’ll want a car.  Be careful with whom you are generous.

Gemini

Pixies love fresh veggies.  Time to add some new choices to your meals.  Have fun with it.

Cancer

Werewolves have a hard time once a month.  They run wild and then they cuddle and eat comfort food.

Leo

Ogres love baking and home arts.  Find some new designs for the home.  Bake brownies and forget those problems eating at you.

Virgo

Dragons love new adventures.  You are on the verge of one.

Libra

Elves find you fascinating.  Cross your threshold and you’ll find luck waiting.

Scorpio

A dear fairy friend is covering your back.  Be cautious and appreciate your friends.

Sagittarius

Hell hounds love to cuddle.  Scratch their belly and they’ll forget what they were hunting for.

Capricorn

Walk through the fairy portal at least once a day and be entirely free.  Worries are wearing you down.  Don’t let them.

Aquarius

Hobbits may be short but they make up for it in other areas.  Enjoy!

Pieces

Mayneads really know how to party.  Make a grand entrance and a gracious departure thanking your host.

–Susan

Susan Hanniford Crowley

http://www.susanhannifordcrowley.com

Filed under: romance, Susan Hanniford Crowley, Weekly Paranormal-Scope

Owning Our Desire

by C. Margery Kempe

“All unfulfilled desires are imprisoned children.”

― Anais Nin

We know what we want, but sometimes we try to talk ourselves out of it. Why? We all have myriad pressures on us from those close to us and from the more nebulous forces of society. How many of these voices do you recognise?

“It’s not ladylike.”

“No respectable woman would do that.”

“Aren’t you ashamed?”

There’s no shortage of people to tell us we’re wrong, particularly when it comes to desire. Religions, politicians, pundits — everyone seems to know how we should feel. But we know it’s not true. Don’t we?

Own your desire.

Do not allow anyone to tell you what is right for you. You don’t have to love the alpha male, you don’t have to love the beta male. You don’t have to love the male at all! There is every kind of romance out there — have you experimented to see if there’s something you’re missing? Something that would satisfy your desire in a new way?

We change over time. I’m old enough to look back on my younger self, shake my head and laugh. I understand now what Dylan was getting at when he sang, “Oh, but I was so much older then, I’m younger than that now.” There are fewer things more free than a middle aged woman: we are invisible to the greater culture, considered to be of little value. If we’re lucky, we’re secure (monetarily and psychologically).

But why wait until then? If I could have told my younger self anything, it would be drop those fears now! Don’t worry about anyone’s approval and yes, stop waiting for someone to give you permission. Be fearless; claim your desire.

“I want to hear raucous music, to see faces, to brush against bodies, to drink fiery Benedictine. Beautiful women and handsome men arouse fierce desires in me. I want to dance. I want drugs. I want to know perverse people, to be intimate with them. I never look at naive faces. I want to bite into life, and to be torn by it.”

― Anaïs Nin

Alas, this is my last post at Nights of Passion. I am sliding over to Lady Smut to blog at a slightly racier level (and on Fridays instead of Sundays). Hope to see some of you over there — exciting news coming soon about who will be Sunday blogger here. And of course I’ll be dropping in back here: I wouldn’t want to miss anything. Thanks to Sue and Gerri and the rest of the Nights of Passion crew past and present for a fun time.

Filed under: C. Margery Kempe, Kit Marlowe

Spring is Around the Corner and Other Fine Tidbits

While I babysit Penelope and work on my 2nd round of edits, I keep saying to myself that Spring is around the corner. It’s my way of keeping myself going. Lately I’ve been fascinated by planting. I’m terrible with plants. I have a purple thumb and they wither in my presence. The flowers I love most I can usually buy a few stalks of to put in a vase and brighten my house. I have three favorites: lilacs, peonies, and wisteria.

It’s primarily the fragrance of these flowers that attract me.  I think I may plant a lilac bush in my yard.  I really should.  Nothing inspires me like lilacs or peonies.  When I very small, my family lived for a short time in upstate New York.  I was in kindergarten and was not allowed to cross the street.

The Victorian house across the street had the most wonderful garden.  I remember the lilacs and the peonies there and flowers I could not name.

My mom was very busy trying to pack and take care of my new baby sister.  She thought I was playing in the backyard of the house like I always did.  I was an amazingly good girl.  Most of the time.

I crossed the street.  The house was owned by a silver haired lady.  She invited me in for tea.  I went and the house was beautiful, furnished in Victorian style.  That was the first time I heard a harpischord.

I drank tea and nibbled her homemade cookies, while she played the harpischord and showed me photos of her grandchildren that never came to visit.  I was very sad for her and when I could I crossed the street to visit.

I know that was a very bad thing to do, and anything could have happened.   Fortunately she was a good woman and nothing bad happened to me, and when my family moved away she became one of my favorite memories.  Everytime spring comes around, I think of her wonderful garden.

We’re expecting snow tomorrow and I already have had enough with my springtime dreaming.  I still have ice and snow in my yard from the last storm.  I saw this cookie on Pinterest that sort of summed up my feelings as well as looking delicious.  LOL

A special thank you to the folks at Pinterest for the flower photos too.

-Susan

Susan Hanniford Crowley

http://www.susanhannifordcrowley.com

Filed under: Settings, Susan Hanniford Crowley, Writer's Life

Writing in General by Marian Lanouette

What I’m Reading this week: Victoria Koch’s Wild for You. The first book in her Tropical Heat Series. All I have to say is bring on the fans.

Today as I work on the third book of my Jake Carrington Series and celebrate the release of my novella As the World Ends. It had me thinking about the process. I laugh when my non-writer friends ask me if it’s worth it. And my answer is a resounding Yes. Why? Even if I didn’t  make one penny from my writing (thank goodness, I do) I would have to write because writing is a part of me. It’s how I express myself.

For years, I’ve had so many stories dancing inside my head. Now I put them down on paper. I’m thrilled that so many readers and fans are enjoying them as I have. I thought I’d show  you the process from this side of the fence. It varies with each writer, as their stories are unique, so are their path to publishing. No matter if you’re published by a small press, a big six out of New York, or self-published it is a long journey to publication. Plan on at least one year or longer to see you book in print.

An idea forms in your head. You scratch out an outline to remember it for later. You see these ideas always pop up at inconvenient times. Like the doctor’s office, grocery story or driving down the freeway. If my mind is relaxed, it happens everywhere. In fact, I have to pull myself back to reality I get so involved in the idea. I always know when I slip away to, because my husband will say, “did you even hear me?” I love when I’m lying on the blanket at the beach, the sun warming my face and then, bam, this hunk appears and starts telling me his story. Oh baby, yes! Now, wouldn’t you want to listen to him too?’

Once you have the story idea, you set to computer (paper) and start that first draft. It will take several drafts before you have a completed manuscript. It will go through many edits and critiques before you submit to agents and editors. I can’t stress enough how valuable good critique partners are. They can like your story but they will also tell you where it’s not working and why. You can listen or not. The choice is always yours. But why have them if you won’t heed their advice. No, they are not always right and in the end it is your story, your choice to present it your way. I use several critique partners. If all say one thing isn’t working, you can bet I’ll change it. Even if only one person doesn’t like it, I’ll re-look at it and try different scenarios until I get it right.

Now send it off to the agents, publishers and editors and forget about it. That’s right, forget about it. Start a new story and continue to work. Once you are accepted, it seems they want everything you wrote. You think three or four stories are a lot. It’s not. I’d have at least six in the hopper for your own piece of mind.

Good luck! I can’t wait to read your books.

Filed under: romance

Disappointing a Fan by Gerri Brousseau

OK, I admit it. I was late in coming to the party of the fans of Downton Abby. I never saw the first season. Nope, not one episode. I began my journey to Downton last season and followed it ever since. I love the old cars, the costumes, the manners, and the Abby. It is, well, a castle. Yet this season seemed mared with the death of a few characters.

A couple of weeks ago we were saddened when Lady Sybil passed away from complications of childbirth. I felt so sorry for her hsband who was left to raise his infant daughter. But if that wasn’t bad enough, the final episode of the season left me sitting screaming at my television. Obviously some time had past since the previous episodes because Lady Sybil’s baby is now a toddler and Lady Mary is 8 months pregnant. She and her husband, Matthew, who by the way saved Downton from financial ruin this season, are very happy and very much in love. When she goes into labor unexpectedly, and a few weeks early, he races to her side. They have a son, and after a touching scene where he declares his undying love for her, he heads home to share his joy with the family at Downton. But while driving along a country road, his vehicle is struck by a delivery truck and he is killed!

I sat in my living room in shock. How dare they? How could they do this? I was not only saddened and disappointed, but I was angry. As a writer I would never kill off a hero. What are the screenwriters thinking? If you are a Downton Abby fan, please tell me what you thought of the ending episode this season. If you could change it, would you? Have you ever read a book that left you disappointed with the ending? Would you change it if you could?

Filed under: romance

Jennifer Lowery Interview about The Treasure

Hi All,

I’d like to welcome back author Jennifer Lowery. For those of you who remember, I had Jennifer here last fall after the release of her contemporary romance, Hard Core, which I absolutely loved. When I heard of The Treasure, which released on January 28, 2013, I immediately read the book and begged Jennifer to come back on. I have to say Jennifer, I spent one night reading The Treasure until around 2 am, knowing that my baby would wake up early and I’d go to work sleep deprived the next day. That’s how good it is! So now, I’ll stop blabbing and ask you some questions, unless you have any for me first.

Hi Toni and all you fabulous readers out there *waves* Thank you so much for having me today! My debut book, The Treasure, released last month so I’m very excited to be here! Thank you so much for sharing it with me!!

In honor of my release I am giving away a $5.00 Amazon gift card to one lucky commenter so please leave me a comment with your EMAIL to be entered to win!!

Wow, isn’t that awesome?! Well in that case, let’s get started with these questions. First, I love, love, love Brody Kern. He is the epitome of masculine and quite frankly, when I read Hard Core, I completely fell for Cristian Slade. So the question is, how do you do these amazing masculine characters?

LOL. Thank you *blushing* I think because I’ve been reading romance novels since I was in the seventh grade and I know what kind of hero I want to read about I try and give that to my readers. Plus, I am totally in love with alphas.

 I hear you there! Now Jennifer, you’ve come out with a couple books in matter of months and have another one on the way don’t you? How do you write as much as you write? Has it gotten easier as you’ve gone along?

It helps to have a backlist! It took me 10 years to get published so I had a few books written and ready to pitch. Hard Core was not one of them, but The Treasure and Murphy’s Law were. So I had a little jump start on those.

What was the hardest part about writing The Treasure? The easiest?

Amelia was actually the hardest part of writing this book. Brody, he was easy, I knew him. But, Amelia, wasn’t who I thought she was. My critique partners actually didn’t like her at first. I had written her the best I could, but she eluded me on the pages and I didn’t do her justice. So in the end I rewrote her and had to back off my control button and let her be the character she wanted to be. Very hard for me sometimes, lol. My characters are forever teaching me to let go of my control-freak tendencies.

Characters can definitely teach us quite a bit. So what is the biggest compliment a fan could give you?

The one you gave me in your introduction when you said you stayed up all night reading my book! There is no greater joy than that. My dream was always to give readers those few hours of escape from the real world in my books as so many authors gave—and still give—me. It makes me smile and cry at the same time because it means so much to me. Thank you!

You’re so welcome as it is the absolute truth! I’ve noticed that in your books you use fairly exotic locations. I believe it was Nicaragua for Hard Core and I may be wrong but The Treasure seems to be set in South America, perhaps Venezuela? How do you choose these locations?

I didn’t realize that I picked such exotic locations until recently when I started researching the Greek Isles for Book #2 in my mercenary series (sequel to Hard Core). I find that setting my books in places I would love to visit someday really inspires me to write and helps me come up with so many ways to use the environment to torment my characters! And for each book I just seem to know the exact location for each character. It just…fits.

If The Treasure were to have a theme song, what would it be?

I Knew You Were Trouble by Taylor Swift, lol. Brody would so agree with me on that, I think!

Is there anything else you’d like to tell your readers about The Treasure or upcoming books you may have?

I hope you enjoy Amelia and Brody’s story! I had so much fun writing them! Sparks flew from page one and boy does Brody have his hands full with this Sawyer sister, lol. I’m currently working on Book #2, The Prize, which will be the middle sister, Brittany. Look for her to chase down her gift in Africa with a Doctors Without Borders hero who has no time for a woman with commitment issues. Book#3, The Secret, will be after that, featuring the oldest sister, Caroline and a detective staying at her Bed & Breakfast, on the down low. Until he saves a life and ends up on the front page of the local paper!

ALL of those sound so great, I can’t wait to read them. Just as I can’t wait for next month’s release of Murphy’s Law. Thanks so much for coming today.

Thank you for having me today, Toni!! I just want to send out a big THANK YOU to all my readers out there! Without you I wouldn’t be here. My wish is to one day meet each and every one of you so I can personally thank you for your generosity and support!

All my best,

Jennifer

Oh, and before you all go, don’t forget to check out Jennifer’s blurb and excerpt from The Treasure!

Blurb:

Amelia Sawyer is looking for adventure outside her ordinary life. She hires bush pilot Brody Kern to fly her into the South American jungle, expecting a dashing, debonair version of Indiana Jones, but Amelia butts heads with the brooding, gruff man.  

Brody Kern, former Air Force fighter pilot, doesn’t need another Sawyer determined to find the elusive Paraíso.  People had been hurt or killed trying to find the mysterious place, including Amelia’s aunt, but Brody’s business partner has cleaned out their account and taken off with the money. Now Jeremy’s bookie is breathing down Brody’s neck, threatening to break his kneecaps, or worse, if he doesn’t pay his friend’s gambling debts.    

As Brody and Amelia hunt down the treasure with every criminal in the area wanting a piece, will it be the adventure of a lifetime—or will it result in heartbreaking betrayal?  

Excerpt:  

She looked at Brody, saw something haunted in his eyes and the reality of what happened sank in fully. His chest rose and fell heavily, his fists clenched at his sides. 

In effort to reassure him, she reached out a hand. But he didn’t take it. He was frozen in place. In the past. 

“Brody,” she said softly. “I’m fine. See?” She held out her shaking hands to show him. “You saved me.” 

Her breath hitched when he suddenly pulled her into his arms. The belay system prevented full body contact. Heat from his body radiated into hers as he lowered his head and claimed her lips. Consumed, possessed. All of what he couldn’t say was in that kiss and she understood fully how much she scared him. 

His hands moved frantically down her spine to cup her hips and pull her against him.

When the equipment got in the way, he tore his mouth from hers and growled. His eyes blazed down into hers. Still stunned from his kiss, she stared back, unable to speak. 

“Tell me to stop,” he demanded, chest heaving beneath his soaked T-shirt as rain sluiced over rock hard muscle.

Author Bio:

Jennifer Lowery lives in Michigan where she spends her time writing stories feature alpha heroes who meet their match with strong, independent heroines. Learn more about her at www.jenniferloweryauthor.com. Check out her blog Romance Recipes at http://romancerecipes.wordpress.com/

Follow her on Twitter @JLoweryauthor and on Facebook at: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Jennifer-LoweryAuthor/302548869788688

Buy The Treasure:

Crimson Romance ebooks | Amazon | B&N | iTunes

 

Filed under: romance, Toni Kelly

A Walk in Your Shoes by Leia Shaw

For the past week or so I’ve been deep in the writing cave, working on revisions and edits. I’ve been fortunate enough to have an understanding husband who’s been giving me extra time on the weekends to get  this specific project done. Yesterday was Presidents Day and I was behind in my self-made schedule. My kids had off from school so I sent them to the babysitter and worked ALL. DAY. LONG.

My normal every day schedule goes something like this.

Hubby gets kid #1 ready for school and puts him on the bus before me and kid #2 wake up. When me and DD, finally get up, I drive her to preschool then get 2.5 to write (she’s half day until Sept). I pick her up around lunch time then we go to gym where I work out. After that, we either do errands or go home and hang out and I might get some work done if she cooperates.  Kid #2 comes home late afternoon then hubby and we have dinner, etc etc.

So you can see, I’m up and moving around almost all day.

My husband mostly sits at a computer all day, every day at his job. He comes home starving, dehydrated (he only drinks coffee during the day), stressed and complaining. In my eyes, he has nothing to complain about. I’m the one having had to drive all around town. I’m the one having had to cook dinner while taking care of demanding kids. I’m the one who works out every day (though I’m no marathon runner).

Yesterday felt a little like spending a day in his shoes. I was so deep in my work, I forgot to eat. I didn’t drink much either, except a cup of coffee every time I felt drowsy. I don’t think I peed all day. My neck and back were so stiff by the end of the night, if FELT like I’d worked out. I didn’t talk to anyone so I was depressed and moody. At dinner, I scarfed down seconds of the meal. By 7pm, I was so thirsty I drank 3 glasses of water in a row. That’s when it hit me. Oh my god. This is why my husband acts the way he does every day when he gets home.

Why the hell would some body do this to themselves every day?! It was awful. A nightmare. I couldn’t stand it. I felt so repressed by the end of the night. Like a heavy weight was on me I just couldn’t get off. I missed the gym. I missed driving around, even though it’s annoying as hell some days. I missed the kids, even though they are needy and demanding and drive me crazy. I never wanted to look at another computer again!

Though we didn’t mean to have this little walk-in-you-shoes experiment, it was eye-opening anyway. And it just might make me think a little harder next time I get frustrated with hubby about his mood at the end of the day.

Has anyone else ever done something like this, where you trade places with your spouse for a day? Have you learned any valuable lessons about walking in someone else’s shoes? Tell us in the comments below!

Filed under: romance

Weekly Paranormal-Scope

While I’m not qualified in any way to read neither stars nor planets, I am intimately linked with the paranormal in the world.  In many ways, so are you.

The week ahead for:

Aries

Dragons believe in fine tuning your skills.  Be on top of your game and you will impress others with your professionalism.

Taurus

Werewolves have a flair for fashion.  It’s time to go through the wardrobe and toss the worn and nonsensical.

Gemini

Gnomes love to garden.  It’s time to plan your spring planting.  Even a kitchen garden will brighten your home.

Cancer

Don’t get between two vampires.  They’re out for blood.  Step out of the way and let them fight it out.

Leo

Mermaids know when to seeks a safe port.  Do the same.  It will all blow over before you know it.

Virgo

The first robot was actually invented by a lazy elf, who didn’t want to do chores.  I say it wasn’t laziness but inventive genius. Consider how to plan your day to make it easier.

Libra

The hounds of hell will pass you by.  The winds will finally die down.  Plan some down time.

Scorpio

The fair folk invite you to an adventure.  It’s more than the promise of gold that entices you.  Go ahead.  You know you want to.

Sagittarius

A cough is like pixie dust.  It spreads everywhere.  Wash your hands and avoid coughing people and supernaturals this week.

Capricorn

There’s magic in the details, every elf will tell you.  Don’t jump to conclusions.  Wait until all the facts are in.

Aquarius

Vampires love to snuggle.  Overlook the overbite and discover someone fascinating.

Pieces

Unicorns are notorious liars.  People who are glamorous may not be so shining in their personality.

–Susan

Susan Hanniford Crowley

http://www.susanhannifordcrowley.com

Filed under: Susan Hanniford Crowley, Weekly Paranormal-Scope

How Much Kink?

by C. Margery Kempe

I got a chuckle on Valentine’s Day when a Facebook friend posted this cute vintage valentine. Of course a lot of people were snickering at the thought of this kinky little bit of fun. Cat Johnson commented on ‘the good old days of innocence’ too.

But I’ve seen a lot of vintage erotic postcards that show there was no more innocence about bondage and fetishes in the ‘good old days’ than there was now.

While the history of erotic fiction stretches back before literature – before words – this 18th Century novel offers a good starting point for readers because it has such a modern tone. The poetry of the ancient world, whether Ovid’s sensual tales or the Song of Solomon’s caressing lines, require the additional skill of reading poetry, so neglected in our time.  The frank sexuality of medieval authors like Chaucer, Boccaccio and Piccolomini (before he became Pope Pius II) likewise demand more than the casual reader may be prepared to offer.

But the rise of the novel in the 18th Century spawned many erotic tales, but Cleland’s novel – penned while he was incarcerated – offers a lively heroine who frankly tells her adventures to a friend in slightly defensive, but always detailed, letters. From her first misstep as a 15-year-old orphan to erotic adventures with all manner of men, Fanny eventually reunites with the love of her life, Charles, the young man who deflowered her and who immediately forgives her and marries the 18-year-old. It probably doesn’t hurt that she’s amassed a fortune by then.

In the intervening three years, the young woman has learned the joys of pleasure from both men and women, been paid to whip men and take part in orgies. The only thing that shocks her seems to be observing a pair of men in carnal embrace. Cleland’s heroine was later reanimated by Erica Jong in her 1980 novel Fanny, Being the True History of the Adventures of Fanny Hackabout-Jones.

And of course the Marquis de Sade, whose fondness for a variety of erotic tortures made his name a byword lived in the 18th century.

With the 50 Shades series, it seems like a lot of previously ‘outré’ practices have been mainstreamed — but have they really? I’m so busy writing I don’t do near enough reading. How much kink is enough — or too much? Is it just one more sub-genre that some people read and others don’t? Has kink become mainstream?

Filed under: C. Margery Kempe, Kit Marlowe