Synopsis "The Crimson Inkwell: A Gaslamp Trinkets Novel (in English)"
Magic exists where we cannot see.It lives in unexplained phenomena, in attraction to strangers, in a pen and crimson inkwell, from a trunk, in a tent, at a fair, in the fog.I didn't believe in magic.Before he died, my father taught me the world was solid. Reporting was more like science, anyway. Hard facts. Logical inferences. Then again, I wasn't exactly an award-winning reporter so what did I know about it? But, when Detective Edward Thomas told me he had seen a phantom, something woke up inside of me. I could have tried to dismiss it as a trick of the lamplight, but how else could I explain the body on the cobblestones?Instead, I simply believed him, and not just because he was arrestingly handsome. I was engaged after all to a sensible, though older man--the same man who published my articles in fact. No. I believed him because somewhere, deep down, I knew magic was real. What's worse, I knew it was a part of me. The detective's ghost story had just woken me up. As soon as I accepted this truth, everything changed. My writing career, my family, my domestic prospects, and my freedom.What woman, pray tell, can fit three men and a writing career in her life and still keep her sanity?But there I landed.Byron was my fiance. He was sensible. He could provide a modest life of means for my sister and me. He could also continue to publish my little articles in his weekly magazine. He adored me.Edward was my detective, so good and true, straight as an arrow and noble as a knight. He inspired me to be something more. But, I could never live up to such a high standard.Bram was a mystery. Who could say where his life had taken him before he met me or what adventures he had endured. Everything he did was curious. I was drawn to him in ways I didn't understand. Could I escape this journey with my engagement intact? Which course would lead me down a road to the woman my father always believed I should be?And why did I feel so angry all the time? My fingers still have that enchanted twitch even as I peck these words out on an old typewriter. Before another episode comes, let me tell you what happened that fateful autumn in Dawnhurst-on-Severn. . .Kenneth A. Baldwin bursts into the Gaslamp Fantasy scene with his debut novel.The Crimson Inkwell is a story about journalist Luella Winthrop. In her journey to become Dawnhurst-on-Severn's most acclaimed writer, she discovers that her city houses dark, magical secrets too uncomfortable to believe. When an enigmatic carnival worker offers her a pen that can turn fiction to fact, she quickly learns that tampering with the unknown can be intoxicating, lucrative, and dangerous.Get your copy today!
