Hey everyone! It’s one of my three favorite times of the year: the times I sit in front of my computer with a newly edited and formatted copy of Defenestration awaiting its release, my only job at that point being to write an editorial. And I never know what to write! I could claim that my perpetual writer’s block is due to the sheer number of these things I’ve been expected to create; 2018 marks the 15th year we’ve been doing this, and I’d much rather you read the short stories and poems instead of whatever I’m cobbling together here.

Winslow doesn’t know if he has knuckles. Frankly, I don’t think he has bones in his hands.

Winslow has a nose in this comic. It’s horrifying.

This is actually way better than what Winslow used to be doing in the laundry room.

I’ve been working very closely with Ben and Winslow, trying to work out some merchandising options. So far Winslow’s only interested in edible stuff. The Ben & Winslow Pez dispenser is still a work in progress, sadly.