I would probably do something like this if I liked the idea of having rotting pumpkin carcasses all over my lawn for an entire month. I don’t, though. I really don’t.

Sometimes you just feel like drawing a really, really, really big squid.

Looks like Winslow is making clones of himself again. Flamethrowers at the ready, everyone!

Beach Season is coming to a close, so it’s nice that Winslow and Dr. Spiderqueen are able to get some sun before Spooky Season sets in. I don’t think Winslow is actually capable of tanning, so his choice of swimwear for today is purely for fanservice.

Prepare yourselves, people of the internet, for the August 2022 issue of Defenestration! How are you all doing? Good? Staying hydrated?

This month’s issue is totally weird. I’ve mentioned this before, but it seems like writers are all part of the same strange zeitgeist during each of our reading periods, and Eileen and I see very clear themes and subject matter in many of the poems and stories submitted. Sometimes you can chalk that up to what the market’s doing; some magazine or anthology might have just concluded its selections for a themed issue, and now everyone’s trying to find a home for the very niche story they wrote. That’s only sometimes, though. More often than not, writers and poets are just breathing the same inspirational air.