In the fall of 1849, Edgar Allan Poe disappeared. He was missing for five days, and was then found wandering near Gunnar's Hall in Baltimore, delirious and possibly drunk, wearing strange clothes and carrying a cane. Poe died four days later in a Baltimore hospital, never having regained proper consciousness except to call out for a mysterious person by the name of “Reynolds.”
Of course Poe was a Clocker, and I knew I would write that story someday. What I hadn't expected was who would find Poe when he stumbled into the 21st Century.
Her name is Alexandra "Ren" Reynolds, and she has a secret too.
Deep and a bit confusing
A mixture of history and fantasy. Worth reading again.
Fascinating, wholly believable, intense and witty.