There was a comic called Dogwitch that was a glorious old-school B-movie fest of insanity, sex, and very silly violence. I wrote a short story about Dogwitch and her old school friend I made up, Wraithwitch. The story got to the creator by mistake and fucked up his plot (’cos no indie comic guy wants to risk being accused of plagiarism.) I’m so sorry Dan Schaffer, I never meant to mess with your glorious insanity - and obviously, every witch knows how to sling tarot =)
















