The Loneliness of the Time Traveller


a novel by Erika Rummel

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296 Pages
June 18, 2022

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Finalist, 2022 Foreword INDIE Awards – Science Fiction

“It is a dreadful thing to be possessed, to be invaded by a spirit woman who commands your body and soul and looks out at the world through your eyes. It happened to me. Pray it will never happen to you.”

Adele’s diary tells the story of her domination by the incubus Lynne, a serving girl in a London alehouse who died a violent death and commandeered Adele’s  body for eight years. Can Adele be held responsible for Lynne’s crimes? Will the evil spirit return and renew her tyranny over Adele’s mind?

Lynne has moved on into the twenty-first century, but transmigration has left her emotions flat. Lynne is eager to go back to her first life and experience once more the passion she felt for her lover, Jack. To do so, she needs a channel to the past: the manuscript of Adele’s diary—if only she can find it.

A time-slip novel set in contemporary Los Angeles and eighteenth-century London, The Loneliness of the Time Traveller is a story of love, crime, and adventure combined with fantasy, a little bit of Jane Austen–style irony, and a healthy serving of social criticism.

“Smart writing and a crafty plot spin us through time and into the world of Lynne, a transmigrating soul in present-day California who hopes to use an ancient text to connect her to an eighteenth-century  British lover. In a vividly realized England, she functioned by occupying the body of genteel and unsuspecting Adele. Read on as the well-heeled and the impoverished tangle with mayhem, passion, and moral dilemmas. When a long-ago murder is committed, who is responsible: Adele or the more impulsive Lynne who invades her body? Expertly researched, this is the ultimate travel tale.”
—Carole Giangrande, author of The Tender Birds

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The Loneliness of the Time Traveller

Erika Rummel has taught at the University of Toronto and WLU, Waterloo. She has lived in big cities (Los Angeles, Vienna) and small villaes in Argentina, Romania, and Bulgaria. She has written extensively on social history, translated the correspondence of inventor Alfred Nobel, the humanist Erasmus, and the Reformer Wolfgang Capito. She is the author of a number of historical novels, most recently The Road to Gesualdo and The Inquisitor’s Niece, which was judged best historical novel of the year by the Colorado Independent Publishers’ Association. In 2018 the Renaissance Society of America honoured her with a lifetime achievement award. She divides her time between living in Toronto and Santa Monica, California. The Loneliness of the Time Traveller is her eighth novel. www.erikarummel.com

While I was afraid of Lynne, she was afraid of the Reverend. I would not have thought it possible that anyone could affect her thus, but the Reverend had dropped a word that terrified her: exorcism. He mentioned certain tales circulating about a Bristol man who had fits. According to the gossips, a local clergyman cured him by performing an exorcism that cast out the evil spirit within him. I could not tell whether the Reverend was only making conversation when he told me the story or was giving me a hint that he had guessed the true nature of my ailment.

I don’t know if Lynne believed in God, but she certainly believed in the devil and the power of dark rites. She sneered, but she was afraid.

”Next thing, the old codger will pray over you, Adele, and light candles and burn incense, or whatever it is exorcists do.”

She was afraid the Reverend might succeed and drive her out, and make her die again. That is why she was determined to get rid of Percy Stockdale before he could get rid of her. She saw her chance when Mrs. Trescot, a friend of my late aunt, invited us to spend a week at her house in London. The Reverend thought the diversion would do me good and offered his carriage and his company. He had business in London himself, he said. I was not keen on his company, but I liked Mrs. Trescot and was looking forward to getting away from Hinxworth, which had become a place of sorrows for me.

Six months had gone by since my aunt’s death, and I was now in half-mourning. It had been a relief to take off the crape, that scratchy piece of silk around my neck, which reminded me every morning of the sad day which had robbed my aunt of her life. Now that I was in half-mourning, I could at least wear a gray dress – a drab mushroom colour, but better than the dull black of paramatta silk which swallowed all light.

Lynne had gone into a spin of happiness, when our journey to London became a certainty. She rattled my heart and made my temples pulse. The day of our departure arrived. As the carriage left Hinxworth, I could barely respond to the Reverend’s polite conversation for all the stirrings within me and all the giddy talk echoing in my head. Lynne was full of London memories. In the afternoon, as our coach rattled through the suburbs of London and then threaded its way through the city, she was straining to see and hear everything. She made my eyes bulge with her curiosity and my mouth gape with her greed to breathe the city air, foul as it was. My ears were ready to burst, but she wanted to catch every sound, the cacophony of rattling carts, the scuffle of vendors and workmen, people shouting and cursing, the bursts of coarse laughter, the rough talk as we rolled through the poorer parts of town, the civilized tones as we reached the fashionable streets and finally, Mayfair and the townhouse of Mrs. Trescot, who had offered me hospitality. By the time we arrived there, I was prostrate with exhaustion from Lynne’s harangues. She wanted to go to the Bullfrog, the ale house where she had been a serving girl. She complained vigorously of being confined to my body and strained against her prison. My head was aching intolerably. I could take only a little tea and nibble on a biscuit before excusing myself and sinking down on the bed in my room, half-dead. I was battling Lynne in vain. She was determined to return to her old haunts and find Jack. But even she wasn’t bold enough or couldn’t devise a way to escape, when I was surrounded by witnesses. She clawed at the back of my head, the bony walls of her prison, screaming “I want out! I want to look for Jack!”

But only I could hear her anguished screams.

“How can you long for such a man—a violent scoundrel?” I said, or rather thought, for she was a party to my thoughts.

“You’d know why, if you had felt his hands run over your body, and the touch of his hands on your breasts,” she said, making me wince with pain and the crudeness of her remarks. “Jack was the best lover I ever had. I wish I could see him again.”

“He is a criminal. For all you know, the law may have caught up with him. He may be in gaol.”

She cried out. She wouldn’t hear of her beloved Jack being in gaol. She couldn’t bear the thought. She was drowning in a pool of longing.

“I never loved anyone as much as Jack,” she said, rocking me back and forth, banging her head against the walls of my brain.

I am rocking back and forth with desire for Jack. I want him back. Now. I want my old life back, I want to slip away from my glass and steel apartment in the Villa into the crooked streets of London.

“I’ll go to the Bullfrog and find out where he is,” I said to Adele when we were finally alone in Mrs. Trescot’s spare bedroom.

“Nonsense,” she said. “Why would you want to go back to that wretched place? How can you still have feelings for that man? I thought Dr. Worth is occupying your fancy now.”

I sobbed in her eardrum. “But that’s not love. All I want is a fling with the doctor. And that can wait until we’re back in Hinxworth. Right now it’s Jack I’m pining for.”

I was burning for him. I am burning for him now.

I breathed words of fire into Adele’s ear. I made her blood tingle like quicksilver. She did not have the strength to resist me. She could not prevent me from escaping the confines of her body. She was in an agony of fear that we might be discovered leaving the house, but our relationship had reached the tipping point. When I materialized that evening, I no longer worried about staying away too long. I no longer felt like a spirit in a borrowed body, a mere guest dwelling in Adele’s mind. What part of her was left behind in the bed that night when I materialized? A phantom of a woman, with a residue of life twitching feebly within her?

I left her shadow behind on the bed, got dressed, put on a hooded cape against the rain, pulled a shawl over my hair and ducked into the corridor. I made my way down the back staircase, slipped into the kitchen and took a knife from the drawer for protection. A key was hanging on a nail beside the back door. I took it down and unlocked the door. I waited on the threshold for a moment, listening to the deep silence of the sleeping house and the mournful rushing of water in the gutter outside. Then I locked up behind me and pocketed the key. I stood in the unlit alley behind the kitchen, bracing myself against the gusts of wind. It was good to listen with my own ears, to see the world through my eyes only. No need to share the hazy image of the world tinged verdigris, tattered and old in the rain and the mist, and yet I thought I heard Adele’s voice ringing in my head, screaming No, don’t, Lynne!

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6 reviews for The Loneliness of the Time Traveller

  1. Inanna Admin

    The Loneliness of the Time Traveller by Erika Rummel
    reviewed by Suzi, My Tangled Skeins Book Reviews – September 14, 2022

    “Thoughts are visible to me, whether they come out as words or remain tucked away in people’s minds. I see them swirling around their heads, little puffs of vapour merging with other people’s thoughts, turning into clusters, becoming trends.”

    Erika Rummel’s science fiction/suspense novel, The Loneliness of the Time Traveller, is unlike any other book that I’ve read. The perfect blend of both genres, this novel is a wild ride from start to finish and left me turning the pages as quickly as I could!

    The main character, Lynne, is a transmigrant, a creature that survives by taking over the body of a dying person and living their life. Lynne has been doing this for hundreds of years, after her first life (where she was a serving girl in a bar) ended in a very bloody way.

    Soon, she found a young woman named Adele who was dying from a fever. Slipping into Adele was easy for Lynne, and she spends eight years living inside of the girl as she grows into a woman. Adele struggles against Lynne’s control of her body, and faces terrible circumstances, many of which stem directly from choices that Lynne has made.

    Years later, after Lynne leaves her, Adele writes a memoir about her experiences with what she believes to be an evil spirit that possessed her body, and hundreds of years after that, Lynne finds herself desperate to get her hands on the original manuscript of this work, in the hopes that touching Adele’s handwriting on the page will transport her back to a time when she could be with the lover that she left behind.

    This is a science fiction novel that raises some questions about real life issues, as any great science fiction should. Rummel’s writing is superb. She brings you into the thoughts of the mind-reading, body-possessing Lynne in a way that makes you feel as if she has been inside your body, too! Five stars for this whirlwind ride!

  2. Inanna Admin

    The Loneliness of the Time Traveller by Erika Rummel
    reviewed by Storeybook Reviews – September 23, 2022 (Excerpt)

    Having read one of Erika Rummel’s books before, I’ve come to know her as a very talented author especially in respect to her ability to write historical scenes. The scenes that looked back at Adele’s life were some of my favorites in this book, and so well written that they momentarily made me forget I wasn’t reading a novel from that era.

    This is Rummel’s first foray into science fiction and she hit a home run! I want to give this more stars, but I will have to settle for five, since that is the standard. Do not miss out on this captivating novel!

  3. Inanna Admin

    The Loneliness of the Time Traveller by Erika Rummel
    reviewed by Teddy Rose Book Reviews Plus – September 27, 2022 (Excerpt)

    This is a fresh take on time travel for me and I loved it. This is Erika Rummel’s first foray into science fiction but she is an expert in history and historical fiction. I became a fan with her historical fiction! She captures time and place so well that I feel like I am there. This is the case with The Loneliness of the Time Traveller! From the first page, she grabbed me by the hand and took me to 1778 London and then on to the other lives that Lynne inhabited. Her poetic prose and character development is mesmerising!

    I highly recommend The Loneliness of the Time Traveller. However, I do advise you to set aside a weekend because it is so hard to put down! If you are a nail biter, you may want to put some thing bitter on your nails or you may chew them down to the quick!

  4. Inanna Admin

    The Loneliness of the Time Traveller by Erika Rummel
    reviewed by Sal, Bound 4 Escape – September 28, 2022 (Excerpt)

    Rummel has written what, I think, stands as a modern classic science fiction novel. The Loneliness of the Time Travel, has action, supernatural elements, shocking twists and two main characters, one whom you love to hate and one whom you can only root for.

    Do you like your Sci-Fi novels to mix in horror and historical fiction? Then this is the book for you. Rummel has an excellent talent that makes the reader engage with the story in a way that they wouldn’t necessarily do with other books. I highly recommend this genre bending, unique novel. Five stars all around!

  5. Inanna Admin

    The Loneliness of the Time Traveller by Erika Rummel
    reviewed by CelticLady’s Reviews – October 4, 2022 (Excerpt)

    This story is a fantastic sci-fi read, and honestly, this isn’t even the half of it. The flashes forward to Lynne’s current life as she tries to go back to Adele’s time were some of my favorite parts of the book. I could not put it down. This story begs to be read and enjoyed! 

  6. Inanna Admin

    The Loneliness of the Time Traveller by Erika Rummel
    reviewed by Bee Lindy, Book Pleasures – October 6, 2022 (Excerpts)

    A truly incredible read that left me glued to the page! This book starts up with the intrigue on page one, and doesn’t let up for the rest of the story. Immediately upon the introduction of the first character, I wanted to know who she was and how, exactly she managed to take over people’s lives. And boy did I ever find out! Rummel expertly transitions between Lynne and Adele’s story lines, giving bits of info here and there to explain what exactly happened between them all those years ago…

    …I don’t want to say too much more about this one, because I don’t want to spoil anything. But suffice it to say, this isn’t your typical sci-fi novel and you can’t miss out on picking it up! A real genre bending original! 

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