Excited for the next Laika masterpiece.

My interview with That's No Moon.

 

Samples of my "inktobers of 2025" this year

 Vacant

On the edge of town, where the fog clung to the trees like damp rags, a single streetlight flickered over the old cemetery gate. Every Halloween, people whispered about the Vacant One—a zombie that wandered out from the graves, its eyes dull and hollow as old marbles.

It never moaned or reached—it simply watched, motionless beneath the lone streetlamp.

Kids dared each other to shout its name or shine a light in its face. Most ran before getting close.  But it never blinked. Never moved. Just stared back.

But one boy didn’t. He stepped right up to it, heart pounding, and stared into those empty, vacant eyes.

For a moment, nothing happened. Then his reflection blinked first—and smiled.

The next morning, there were two figures with vacant stares waiting by the gate.

Button

During World War I, buttons were used in surgery as “suture buttons” or “button bolsters” to distribute tension across wounds and prevent sutures from tearing through tissue—a recognized medical technique, not just a battlefield improvisation.

 

Inferno

Rivals

On July 11, 1804, two political rivals met on a dueling ground in Weehawken, New Jersey. Alexander Hamilton's shot went high—perhaps deliberately, perhaps not. Aaron Burr's shot hit Hamilton in his abdomen, pierced his liver, and lodged in his spine. Hamilton died the next day.

Puzzling

Mary Jane Kelly, the youngest and final known victim of Jack the Ripper, was murdered in her small Whitechapel room on November 9, 1888. She was a young woman struggling to survive in poverty, and her death was the most brutal of the Ripper’s crimes. Though her killer was never found, Mary Jane deserves to be remembered not for the violence she suffered, but for the life and humanity that were taken from her.