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My Dog, Louie – Pt 1

Last week was a weird week, and I decided to start drawing a web comic about it. If you like it, let me know! Maybe I’ll make more. If not, let me know, and I might still make more.

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Hangin’ Around – 6

Herb Withers watched in horror as Jeremiah raised his hitherto unused pistol. The barrel was pointed right at Herb’s chest, and before there was any chance to react, a deafening thunderclap rocked him backward.

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Hangin’ Around – 5

Fall came, quickly followed by winter, and the hangings slowed, so they had plenty of time to practice, and even more for Maggie to be frustrated at the lack of progress.

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Hangin’ Around – 4

All Maggie wanted to do was ask Adam about the possession, but a bet was a bet.

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Hangin’ Around – 3

The following month was hot, the sun’s scorching rays beating down on the packed earth and sending waves through the otherwise clear air.

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Hangin’ Around – 2

It took the better part of the afternoon for Adam to stop asking repetitive questions. Otis sat patiently through three hundred ‘why’s and ‘where’s before finally losing his cool and telling the man to suck it up.

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The Stupidest Angel – Review in Brief

What’s a holiday story that doesn’t start with bloodshed, cursing, and a little good-old-fashioned graveyard sex?

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One-Night Only, ‘Intimate’, Holiday Live Stream

Look, we’re all struggling through a strange holiday season, so why not make it a little bit stranger? This Friday at 7:00PM PST on Twitch.tv/mac_ashton, I will be live streaming a readthrough of my holiday story, Home for the Holidays.

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Where Are the Damned Sharks? – Grave Descend Review in Brief

Clearly, Crichton got better with time as we all do, but for those looking for lost gems in his back catalogue, you can skip this one.

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A Woman of the Swamp – WIP

The key to reanimation was speed, and now she suspected that she still hadn’t been fast enough. Heat and humidity made quick work, especially when the tomb masons were phoning it in. She could have broken the seal with a plastic spoon.

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