It’s summertime in Jersey and we’re all our own worst enemy.
We’ve got an entire issue chock full of stories about people betrayed by self, undermined by their own best efforts, and ultimately destined to fail because of their inherent, incurable flaws.
(Because nothing says, “Summer Fun!” like dangerous psychological projections of self.)
Grab the sunscreen and your anti-psychotics. That giant red ball in the sky wants you dead, unless, of course, it would prefer to drive you mad first.
Waited half an hour after eating? Then dive on into Issue 31 of Jersey Devil Press.