Antique Brass Inkwell.

Is it a goblin, or merely an imp?

I would like to do a survey of writers and find out how many of them compose their tales with pen and ink. There must be a few. There is a Society of Inkwell Collectors and they have annual conventions. I should contact them and ask for stats.



Status: Not mine to decide. I found a very similar one on eBay for £80, so it’s not a Craigslister. He does have a certain rakish charm, if not borderline scary. Would be good for a mystery novelist.

Another alternative would be to actually use it. There is a bottle of ink (right now qualifying as clutter) nearby.

And of course what with letter openers also nearby, this could set the stage for setting up a film noir still. All that is needed is an ink blotter thingamabob.

Kill-ratio: 17:2 ~8:1

Alt-title: Untitled Inkwell No.164 For Brassy Writers.

My page was too white
My ink was too thin
The day wouldn’t write
What the night penciled in

From The Book of Longing, Poems by Leonard Cohen

Alt-title, as per usual thanks given to Richard, John for this Untitled balderdash, and Ben  for the ‘joke’. (this alt almost qualifies as a joke).