I went to the grocery store this morning to pick up a head of lettuce. There’s a lot of turkey in the refrigerator so lettuce was needed for the inevitable sandwiches I’ll be eating for the next week. And what did I hear when I walked through the sliding doors?

Christmas music.

Oh right. Christmas follows Thanksgiving. And here I am posting sketches of carrion eating troglodytes. (These are the rough sketches for interior illustrations of the Ghoul Sourcebook.)

I suppose I’ll consider these sketches a reminder of how finite our time is. That we end up as food for something – worms, fire, flesh-eating bacteria, maybe even strange ancient underground dwelling cousins. Any day above ground is a good day. We might as well celebrate while we can. Happy Holidays!