WHOA. That was by far the strangest thing I think I've yet to read, and I've read a lot of weird things; you may or may not know, but weird fiction is kinda sorta my cup of tea. While I had heard a bit about Inkman/assumed it would be some sort of thriller involving ink, I mostly dove into this one to support a fellow indie author, whom I've been following since we were each super young, and I wanted to see how Mel has grown as a writer since Bus 59 and a Half, and I was in for a whirlwind. And I am so incredibly glad that I picked up this one.
Inkman is strange, bizarre, creepy, brilliant, enthralling, relatable, heartbreaking, and so much more. The characters are neither good, nor bad; Mel clearly understands people and knows how to write them. The descriptions were vastly unique and uniquely Mel's, and showcased images and scenes that were laid out beautifully in my mind. And when everything is revealed, when everything ties together... it will surprise you, greatly. I did not suspect anything at all.
Great job, Mel! I deeply enjoyed this one, and I know you will go far in your writing.