7 Days To Halloween: Dead-She

Frank is going to skip work today. He shaves, gets dressed quickly and from the safe where he keeps his valuables he grabs the handgun that he's so far used only for target practice and stuffs it in the back of his pants. He leaves the apartment, already knowing his destination.

8 Days To Halloween: Bones Ornaments


Ink sketches.

9 Days To Halloween: Like A Setlist...


These are the 17 stories that are going to be featured in the Bastards//Bones book, possibly in that order too. We are looking at about 100 pages, more details as they come.

10 Days To Halloween: Straight Is The Gate And Narrow The Way


“I guess all the Hail Mary's and Our Father's in the world won't save me, isn't that quite right Father?” says the man now crying.

“I'm afraid it's not that easy, my son,” Father says hesitantly.

Excerpt from Straight Is The Gate And Narrow The Way, a story out of the Bastards//Bones anthology book. 

11 Days To Halloween: Drawing Day


He had never known what it was like to feel completely empty and numb. To no longer be able to make contact with the canvas without an explanation. The artist had everything, the story laid out for him from the writer, but sometimes you just can’t deliver the one thing you're truly good at.
 
Excerpt from Drawing Day, a story out of the Bastards//Bones anthology book.  

12 Days To Halloween: Bones XVI


New Bones ink painting on canvas sheet... #inktober

13 Days To Halloween: Bastard Sons In Space

On the monitors in the cockpit, one of the men notices that the shuttle starts to pick up some inconsistent readings within the data. Surrounding the cockpit are photos of family members. The sudden activity within the shuttle is weird and it is unfathomable for the pilots to comprehend. The source of the disturbances and malfunctioning of the system could be failed readings or interference from within the solar system. After a while it stops, but something else happens. From the screen of the shuttle they spot a small white figure outside, floating in space, it looks like it could be a person. One of the men leaves the cockpit and suits up, getting ready to spacewalk. 

Excerpt from Bastard Sons In Space, a story out of the Bastards//Bones anthology book. 

14 Days To Halloween: Brains! Live Brains!


“I fucked things up good and proper with my folks, there’s no going back this time” Nicky informs them.

“This is all life is bro” Ian replies and he continues, “People are shit, old folks will never understand, they think we're just mindless brats with no brains.”

“I hear you, man, they don't understand shit. My folks never understood me, they don't care about me at all. They wouldn't care if I turned up dead sometime soon. To be honest, I don't care about them either, I don't give a rat's ass if they died,” Nicky says in all honesty.

Excerpt from Brains! Live Brains!, a story out of the Bastards//Bones anthology book.

15 Days To Halloween: Five Thousand Years Old


Cursed be he who enters this sacred tomb. Illness and death shall come to him. He the impure who shall dare to enter my resting place, shall feel the fear of myself upon him, he will be judged by my own hand, as I shall wring his neck like a bird's.

Excerpt from Five Thousand Years Old, a story out of the Bastards//Bones anthology book.