Bummer news, man. Kurt Vonnegut thinks it’s funny, though.

A slightly uptight wolfman.

I remember one October as a kid, hiding in leaf piles in the back yard, wearing my werewolf mask with a few dabs of fake blood on my arm, ready to pop out and scare the folks and the sister. I waited and waited. And waited. Until finally … they bagged me and put me by the curb.

These sketches are based on the scary werewolf in the back yard that we all wanted to be at one time or another.

In less than a week’s time, my website and blog will be overtaken by the spirit of Halloween. The wind will howl. The leaves will crackle. Ghosts and goblins will practice their terror with ghoulish delight. My ghastly goal is to produce one petrifying post each day as we count down to All Hallows’ Even.

I’m participating in this countdown with a bunch of other bewitched bloggers. Countdown to Halloween will have a list. It will be…

… a tomb of dread, a virtual cornucopia of amazing stories, photos, comics, reviews, crafts, toys, songs, radio plays, jokes, and general commentary on a holiday that a lot of us hold dear.

Get involved, foolish mortals.