With his failing flashlight, Max stalked into the hall bathroom for a glass of water, his confidence flickering in time with the old, dying and corroded C batteries. The faint movement of the shower curtain behind Max only confirmed his long suspicions and launched him out of the bathroom into his parent’s bedroom at a speed that test pilots would acknowledge is extremely too fast for a kid. Standing at the foot of his sleeping parent’s bed, Max shouted “There’s some-thing in the bathroom!” Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, Max’s mother challenged his discovery and proclamation and asked “Did you wash your hands?” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ “…of ghostly matters.” I have been working on two projects back and forth over the many, many months. One is a collection of faerie tales and illustrations and the other is a compilation of spooky and scary stories and illustrations. More specifically, things that are...”Of Ghostly Matters!” Happy Thanksgiving I thank you fans that have watched and participated in the stories and art I have been constructing. As I have written before, the illustrations and the brief accompanying narrative are part of my conceptual process. I am encouraged and directed by you, the fans, on the reception of my visual “brainstorms”. -Kevin