Happy 2026!
It is our 30th anniversary here at Space Dock 13!
On the web since 1996!
You have encountered an extremely old website that continues to exist in old web ways, the same way it has done for now three decades.
In spite of being now 30 years old this year, started in 1996, it is still heavily active and old pages updated daily, new pages added daily, still now in 2026. All hand written, all hand coded (no AI), all by me, same as it ever was.
We Still Exist: The Old Web Did Not Go Away, You Just Forgot How To Find Us
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If you want some stories to get you started in The Pink Necromancer series, reading these first will give you a good introduction to the 3 main characters:
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My Elves Are JellyFish...and I asked Google AI and ChatGPT 5.6 what they thought of this.
As requested, my daily writing prompt series is now available print paperback editions on Amazon.
There are 20 volumes of this writing prompt series currently planned and in varying stages of finishing, hopefully all 20 will be published by the end of 2026. I likely will do a 2nd series of writing prompt books in 2027.
The first of the Visual Novels/Video Games for The Adventures of Quaraun the Inane/The Pink Necromancer series is published and available on Itch.io, there are 3 more planned for release in 2026, 6 more planned for release in 2027, and the big 60-hour 80k word 150 page one (Quaraun Goes To the Fair) is planned for a 2028 release.
There is a Pink Necromancer card game and a Pink Necromancer board game, as well as a Pink Necromancer table top RPG supliment for Dungeons and Dragons, all in the works, and to be released over the next couple of years as well.
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Update Sept 3, 2026:
I am able to get around enough to take Koko to dog park... today is 29 days since getting out of hospital. My diet is still mostly liquid, but im eating some solid food again, but its like rice or soft mushy baby food type stuff because I still can not chew yet, though I can swallow again. My jaw is still not functioning good so im having trouble talking still. So there's been slight improvement to my mouth, throat, and jaw, but, zero improvement to my eye, which is a major concern, be Im almost fully blind right now. im legally blind since birth in my left eye, so I have no ability to fall back on using my left eye. My right eye is the one injured and my vision in it is "40% decreased" according to my doctor, but it wasn't good vision to begin with, and right now my right eye is not much different from my legally blind left eye. Which I why I have to have someone drive my car for me instead of me driving my car myself right now, which is very frustrating, because, being a female, I had to fight for over twenty years to be allowed to drive. I started sneaking out at age 31 and dressing as a man to go to Old Orchard Beach high school to get a ged, because us females are not allowed to go to school. And i was 37 years old when snuck out to the DMV and got a driver's permit and started going to college. I was 42 and 8 months pregnant when my family found out I was going to college and thats when I was punished by the backhoe driving over my house and my spine broken with a golf club and my baby born right then and killed with same golf club. So it's very frustrating now, so soon after finally being able to drive , to now not be able to drive because of an eye injury, especially after 14 years of being paralyzed from the golf club and not being allowed to have a wheelchair, again, because i am female and we females are simply not allowed to do anything. I hate the culture I was born into. I wish I had the freedom to go to school and drive a car the way American women do. I wish having my spine broken with a golf club and my baby killed with a golf club and a backhoe driven over my house was not how men in my family punishment women in my family for learning to read and write. Its so frustrating not being able to to drive again, so soon after 14 years being paralyzed, and being paralyzed by the golf club was the punishment for getting a driver's license back in 2013 after 30 years of men not letting me have one. I hate my family's culture and how they treat us women.
I get so sick of Americans telling me how they wish they could be a Gypsy… they are either misogynist woman hating pigs, or delusional idiots who haven't got a clue how shittily we Gypsy women are treated by Gypsy men, because no one in their righ mind who knows anything about Gypsy culture would ever want to be part of it. I hate that I was born a Gypsy.
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update sept 7, 2026
"You would not make a good teacher"... what does that mean, and why are there so many people on Railroad Ave and Western Ave and Cutts St why walk up to me and say that to me?
I find it very confusing. I have low functioning Autism (the Rain Man type) and so i have very little understanding of words beyond the basic ones, and i never went to to school, so I never learned maths or sciences, and I only had remedial classes at Southern Maine Community College, because I did not have an education to enroll with regular, I was there taking every reading and writing class they had to learn how to read and write, and also took speaking classes to learn how to talk (i spoke Shetland Scottish language because that was language my grandmother spoke but she died when I was 8 so I only knew that language to speak and write, and I was 37 when I went to college and 42 when I learned English speaking and I still cant speak English good yet), all the other classes I took were art painting and cooking.
So the phrase "You would not make a good teacher" makes no sense to me because it seems to imply that I am trying to be a teacher, but I don't have anything close to the education ti be a teacher, and im not trying to be a teacher. So I don't know why people keep saying this phrase to me and I assume it must have some sort of a slang meaning, but I can't figure out what it could be of why do these people keep saying it to me.
see video below for more information:
@eelkat "You would not make a good teacher"... what does that mean, and why are there so many people on Railroad Ave and Western Ave and Cutts St why walk up to me and say that to me? I find it very confusing. I have low functioning Autism (the Rain Man type) and so i have very little understanding of words beyond the basic ones, and i never went to to school, so I never learned maths or sciences, and I only had remedial classes at Southern Maine Community College, because I did not have an education to enroll with regular, I was there taking every reading and writing class they had to learn how to read and write, and also took speaking classes to learn how to talk (i spoke Shetland Scottish language because that was language my grandmother spoke but she died when I was 8 so I only knew that language to speak and write, and I was 37 when I went to college and 42 when I learned English speaking and I still cant speak English good yet), all the other classes I took were art painting and cooking. So the phrase "You would not make a good teacher" makes no sense to me because it seems to imply that I am trying to be a teacher, but I don't have anything close to the education ti be a teacher, and im not trying to be a teacher. So I don't know why people keep saying this phrase to me and I assume it must have some sort of a slang meaning, but I can't figure out what it could be of why do these people keep saying it to me. #mainelife #biddefordmaine #maine #disabilitytiktok #Biddeford ♬ original sound Wendy C Allen | 📚 Author
update Sept 15, 2026:
I have some slight movement in some my fingers again again after over a decade being paralyzed
you remember how I used to be a professional doll making, pattern designer, and embroiderer, back before I became paralized and before my son was murdered and being the backhoe drove over my house?
all my equipment, sewing machines, ect were all destroyed by the backhoe driving over my house, and I have been quardepelegic for over a decade because of it so could not use my hands to sew or draw or embroider, and so only continued to do my writing of novels since then because I could do that with dragon dictation software,
well, since 2016, I been playing Witcher 3 and don't starve video games on twitch livestream, one hand two fingers, as part of my therapy to regain nerve and muscle use of my fingers, and now after 10 years of that, I have somewhat more movement in my fingers and im thinking maybe I can try to do embroidery and doll making again, but not sure, anyways, now im rebuying all of my sewing and embroidery equipment that the backhoe destroyed when it drove over my house, and hopefully I can use my hand enough to embroider again.
waiting for stuff to arrive in mail, so soon I should find out if ten years of twitch gaming has given me enough muscle strength to use my fingers to embroider again.
update to the previous video, answering viewer question about lack of hospital vs broken spine
Wheelchair Fundraiser... I need to upgrade to a power wheelchair, the manual one just isn't enough anymore. But the power wheelchair is $25k. Yes, twenty five thousand dollars. Wtf? I can get a car for a quarter that price, why are wheelchairs so damned expensive? That's more money then I make in five years, so I need to start a fundraiser for it.
In the past week I have had five separate restaurant start-up ventures ask me what I thought of their projects (I'm a food critic, so that's why they sent these questions my way.) I've sent each of them a detailed opinion of what I thought of their specific plans and menus, etc.
But as I do get these questions from time to time, due to my being a food critic whom restaurants hope will show up at their place and give them a glowing review, I'm going to grab several of their questions, toss them together and answer them here, to give future restaurant question askers a general idea of what kind of things they can expect me to look for in their restaurant.
The question below came from the five restaurants in question:
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"We are starting a restaurant. What does a food critic look for?" "Thinking of a new bar & grill in the Portland area, how important to you are the following menu items: ...menu removed... " "How important are vegetarian, vegan, kosher, and gluten free options on a menu? Do I need them?" "What kind of beer do you want on tap? What kind of beer do you want in the bottle? What kind of non-alcoholic beverages do you want available?" "What do you look for in a family restaurant?" "What kind of sausages would you like? What do you like on your hot dog? (condiments, relishes, chili etc...)" "How important are reservations?" |
These are things which I look for or consider when I'm eating at your place and planning to write a review of your restaurant:
Not knowing your plans, couldn't say. Personally I would want to see more Asian food, that is actually Asian food. Go to a Chinese, Japanese, Korean, etc restaurant and there is no actual Asian food on the menu, it's all "Americanized" what people "think" is Asian food, but not what you would actually get if you went to the country itself.
More seafood dishes, less red meat dishes, less bird dishes. More clam dishes. More places like The Clam Bake, Ken's Place, Bailey's (all three in Pine Point)
Why does no restaurant in Maine serve Moxie? It's the state drink. I love Moxie. I drink Moxie every day. If there were 2 restaurants each with the same menu, but one served Moxie and the other did not, I'd eat at the Moxie one.
Iced tea is what I order most places.
Little known fact: people who are gluten sensitive AND people with sunflower allergies are allergic to most Pepsi products esp Pepsi diet and Seria Mist Natural is a life threatening allergy for some. Pepsi products contain an "all natural flavor" that is derived from lupine seed oil, a relative of the sunflower. People with peanut allergies are also affected by this (not specifically listed on the label) ingredient. If you offer Pepsi products, you need to offer allergy-free alternatives. Offering ONLY Pepsi products can lose you a lot of customers who simply are unable to drink these drinks due to an allergy that could kill them in a matter of minutes.
Best restaurant in the entire state: The Golden Rooster in downtown Saco. I give them 5 stars in my reviews. They are one of only 4 eat out places in Maine, I have ever given a 5 star review. (I'm a food critic.) You want to get a 5 star menu at your place, go to the Golden Rooster every day for a week, order a different dish every day. Try the garden omelet with lobster. It's to die for. This is what really good food tastes like. Their chef is an artist. He cooks food to perfection. In this place it's not the menu as much as it is the passion this chef puts into cooking perfect dishes. Get a head chef in your place who is an artist and you'll do good no matter what you serve.
Hot dogs and topping? tofu dogs? soy dogs? sour dill pickle relish, hot yellow mustard. Sausages: vegan by Morning Star.
More vegan food. It sucks when half the family can't order anything but salad because salad is the only meat-free item on the menu. It really limits where we can eat. We used to eat at The Tin-Tin in Biddeford a couple times a week, for years and years, than last January they changed the menu - NOT ONE SINGLE VEGAN DISH! Closest is mac&cheese and mashed potato, but even those have cheese/milk in them. Even the salad has fish or chicken in it! Who in their right mind puts meat in a salad, do they even know what the word salad means? Guess not, not if they are tossing meat in it. Ain't a salad no more once you've added meat to it. It's like calling red stew "chowder" when the word chowder means "white stew".
You mention salads and soup as a major part of your menu. Let me tell you something about salads and soup, something very few restaurants even consider.
KNOW what is and is NOT a salad. Look up the root words. Know what the actual WORD salad means.
KNOW what is and is NOT a chowder. Look up the root words. Know what the actual WORD chowder means.
Get this wrong and you lose credibility with people who a major foodies who DO know the meaning and history of the names of the food they eat. You can laugh and think it's not important, but let me tell you: if there is chicken in your "salad", you are NOT eating a salad, no matter how many fast food take outs tell you other wise, and if your "chowder" is any color other than white, you ain't eating chowder, a TRADITIONAL NATIVE AMERICAN DISH made from potatoes and milk, sometimes with fish or corn added to it.
FACT: If you sell red "chowder" you will lose every Native American customer in the area who will loudly boycott you as someone who is racists against them/us (I'm Kickapoo). The invention of "red" chowder came about as a way to poke fun at "savage red skins" and is viewed as a highly offensive dish, while calling a red stew a "chowder" is seen as a racial hate slur against Native Americans. Serve it as "tomato fish stew" you'll have no trouble, serve it as "red chowder" you'll not get any Native American customers in your place.
I'm a chef, I know food, and I'm an English major I know what words means. I'm also a food critic, I write 2 advice columns AND a food review column that does impromptu (unannounced) eating out at than reviewing local restaurants. I get so pissed off when restaurants call any dish with lettuce in it a salad and red stews "chowder" just because they added fish to it. If you want me to believe you're credible, don't call food by names that do not match the meanings of the names! It's a mistake I see way too often in restaurants and it makes me question the creditability of a chef if they can't get the names of their food dishes right. Maybe it's not a big issue for most eaters, but for me, I've got some serious food allergies and I can't put my health on the line for a chef that can't get the names of their food right (learned that the hard way, by being told the food was one thing and turned out it was another thing, which I found out by ending up in the hospital as a result of a life threatening food allergy) it's enough of an issue that I am likely to write a bad review of the restaurant based just on that fact alone. So whenever a restaurant asks for advice, I always tell them: make sure you know what the name of your dish ACTUALLY MEANS - look it up in a dictionary. A salad NEVER has meat, fish, or chicken in it. EVER. It's no longer a salad if it does. Chowder is ALWAYS white. It it ain't white, it ain't chowder. Don't believe me? Consult a dictionary.
I know I focused on salad and chowder here, but apply this to everything you serve, no matter what it is. I once went to a restaurant and ordered a "Boston Cream Pie" which is a yellow cake with a vanilla custard filling, glazed with chocolate ganache. Is that what was brought to my table? No. I was given a Chocolate Cream Pie, a whipped chocolate mouse, poured into a pie crust and chilled. I asked why they gave me Chocolate Cream Pie instead of Boston Cream Pie, and they were clueless to the fact that a Chocolate Cream Pie was NOT a Boston Cream Pie. Asking farther questions I learned that the cook's grandmother had always called this frozen mouse dish a "Boston Cream Pie" and he had no clue that she had gotten it wrong. Don't follow a tradition blindly. If the recipe is great, use it, but make sure your grandmother had the correct name for that dish. The pie was wonderful, best Chocolate Cream I ever had - I gave the pie a 5 star review, but not the whole restaurant, but it was not as the menu said it was: Boston Cream. It's a mistake that could get some folks quiet angry, and in cases of food allergies, you could actually kill a person if they ordered a dish, thinking it was one thing, while you had the wrong title on what the food was.
What do I wish to see less of? Less restaurants serving beer/wine/etc. Damn, even Pizza Hut now? It won't be long before you can get beer in a cup at McDonald's! Families have children. Children don't need to be exposed to drunks disturbing their meal. If you got alcohol on the menu - you ain't a family restaurant. Period. It really annoys me to go to a "family restaurant" and find alcohol on the menu.
I will admit, I am not your target audience. We're Mormons, we don't even drink coffee (a lot don't even drink or soda), and guess what? There are more than 3,000 Mormon families in York County, 2,000 Seventh Day Adventist families, a large Mennonite Community, a large Quaker community, the largest Salvation Army Community IN THE WORLD due to their headquarters being in Old Orchard Beach, the largest Irish/Scottish/Welsh Traveller Gypsy community in the Eastern USA (15,000 families) most of those families have 4 to 8 children each. Most families of these religious and cultural backgrounds won't even set foot in the building if they know alcohol is served. Same goes for meat - these religions and cultures preach meat free living (not all members practice it, but many do.) Lack of vegan menus is why these cultures generally avoid eating out. I'm not sure that it would be possible for a bar to successfully market to these cultures. Both my race and my religion put me squarely outside of your target group.
Myself I am less strict on the going to places that serve alcohol, partly because I am a local food critic (one of the columns I write is a restaurant review column). Alcohol on the menu won't keep me out, but lack of non-alcohol options will. Being a Mormon I'm also the one college friends look to to be the designated driver if they need someone to get them home. Not having vegan options will make me less likely to be there, and no vegetarian options is a 100% deal breaker. A place that ain't got vegetarian options is not going to get my vote of confidence or a 5 star review.
They are actively looking for true alcohol-free FAMILY restaurants.
I just plain love food. I am one of those people who would be very happen to eat all day long if I didn't get full and have to stop. LOL!
I'm known to drive 5 or 6 hours just to eat at a restaurant I like in Boston or Bar Harbor or Vermont. I'm like that. I drive an hour to get to food trucks in Portland.
I like food and I like driving. If I really like the food, I'll drive there. I drive all over the state to festivals and events just so I can eat the local foods at them. I'm a major foodie, of course I'm also a chef and a food critic (one of the columns I write is a local restaurant review column that also awards "best of Maine" plaques to the best restaurants of the year), so you know, chefs and food critics both tend to really love food, and being a food critic it is my job to drive all over the state seeking out new places to eat.
I always go with my family though. Family is very important when it comes to why I eat out.
And you know what the #1 thing I personally look for in a family restaurant? The ability for my family of 7 to sit together in a single booth at a single table without the restaurant having to pull over an extra table and a set of extra chairs. The average family in the USA has 2 children, but this is Maine where the average family has 4 children. Mormon families have 4 to 18 children PER wife, some have 3 or 4 wives, where will you site them? Mormon, Seventh Day Adventists, and Mennonite families in Maine average 6 children. I got an uncle here in Maine with 15 children, if he came to your restaurant, where will you seat his family?
My family we are Mormon and Voodoo. Family is the #1 most important thing in both traditions so you know it's VERY important to us, that our family has room to all sit together when we go to a restaurant. If you can't seat big families than it's a good thing you are not in Utah where the average family has 8 children.
Don't tell me you are a family restaurant unless you can actually seat a real live family complete with 4 to 8 children, because guess what, when I come rolling in to review your restaurant, I bring the whole herd with me and you better have a place to put us at one table or you will not get a 5 star review. Being able to seat your guests TOGETHER is something I look at when I review you.
Another thing I look at - waiters and waitresses RARELY like serving a family with a lot of kids. Families with children and teenagers typically get really poor service, just because the wait staff wants them to leave fast. This can get your place a 2 star review even if you have 5 star food. How you treat my family, makes a HUGE impact on how I review your restaurant.
And I don't announce I'm coming, and unless your restaurant staff actually knows who I am (and they NEVER do), I'm the last person they'd expect to be a food critic there to give your place my stamp of approval. I've had wait staff refuse to seat us because they said we looked like "ragged white trash welfare bums" and told us we were not dressed befitting of their decor. Yeah, well guess what, I happen to be the area's top food critic, those shiny plaques you see hanging on walls saying they were a top rated eat out place in Maine - I'm the one who awards those - I'm the one who decides which resturant gets them, and if your wait staff is so stuck up and snobby that they won't let my family even sit down because of the way I dress - you ain't never going to see one of those shinny plaques hanging on your wall!
Yes. I have eaten at restaurants that served this way before, and at home I'm one of those people who rarely uses utensils, I am of a "minority" culture and we don't follow "American" traditions when it comes to eating. I am not sure but I believe the Ethiopian traditions are very similar to mine.
I am a Scottish Traveller Gypsy and look "white", but my grandmother was a Kickapoo Native American, and her grandmother was a "black slave" (country of origin unknown), thus I am not "white" but rather "mixed race" consisting of "red", "white" and "black". Voodoo tradition has been passed down in my family and I am myself both Voodoo and Hoodoo (as well as Christian/Mormon). And as I said, food served on a platter and eaten with hands is part of my own family's tradition, through our Voodoo connections passed down from my grandmother.
And as you mention Ethiopian food, perhaps I should mention I am a Damballa (Voodoo) Priestess from the House of the Lansquin, my rank is Medsen Fey, I am Marji Lwa (married to/the bride of) Papa Damballa Weddo (which is why his symbols are painted on my car) I am also a servant of Erzuli Freda, thus why the rhinestones, beads and marbles or glued to my car. It is also why on certain days you will see me wearing white robes, white headwraps, sequined robes, gold embroidered kimono, a 200 year old African Kente cloth/robe passed down to me, or orange kimono - depending on what day it is (in respect to the days of the lwa)
Being the bride of Damballah my diet is greatly restricted, for he is the lwa of purity and requires this. Thus I do not eat meat of mammals or birds and only eat fish on rare occasions. My diet consists largely of white foods with lots of milk, eggs, and rice. My diet consists largely of rice, milk, cheese, eggs, fruit, and vegetables.
Spicy food can be an issue for me, because of an allergy I have. It depends on what ingredient it is which makes the food spicy. Being the bride of Damballa my diet is greatly restricted, for he is the lwa of purity and requires this. Thus I do not eat meat of mammals or birds and only eat fish on rare occasions. My diet consists largely of white foods with lots of milk, eggs, and rice. I only eat spicy food on days of Damballah DuFlame petro when he is in his Petro state.
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Do you know who drove this backhoe over my house at 146 Portland Avenue, Old Orchard Beach, Maine on August 8, 2013? If you have any information, please give it to FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 of the Portland, Maine FBI office.
My house at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, July 4, 2013, photo taken because we had just finished building a baby room on the back. vs My house August 8, 2013, when the same group of people (yes group, the golf club woman was not alone when she attacked November 14, 2013, nor was she alone with her second attack July 2016.) who murdered my son on November 14, 2013 at Southern Maine Community College and crippled me July 26, 2016 at scarborough WalMart,... they arrived the first time with a backhoe on August 8, 2013, that they used to drive over my house, during a time of day that I normally was home asleep... I had to work a different shift at the Waffle Cone Pizza Food Truck at George's Parking Lot by Bill's Pizza at the OBB Peir, that day, otherwise, I too would be at the bottom of a landfill, along with my house and everything I owned that was also in the house. I was 5 months pregnant at the time and have been homeless for just under 14 years, homeless ever since....
... which means it is now only a few weeks from the 14th anniversary of my son's murder. I was 8 month pregnant November 14, 2013, and a student ay SMCC, and coming out of the Buglight Lighthouse art studio after art class, when a still unidentifiedwoman wielding a golf club attacked me, severed my spine, while I was 8 months pregnant, triggered early labour, then killed my son minutes after he was born.
While accusing me of being transgender, screaming "transvestite freak" and "look at that thing, that's Ken's son in a dress"... while I was 8 months pregnant.
My house at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, July 4, 2013, photo taken because we had just finished building a baby room on the back. vs My house August 8, 2013, when the same group of people (yes group, the golf club woman was not alone when she attacked November 14, 2013, nor was she alone with her second attack July 2016.) who murdered my son and crippled me, arrived the first time with a backhoe that they used to drive over my house, during a time of day that I normally was home asleep... I had to work a different shift at the Waffle Cone Pizza Food Truck at George's Parking Lot by Bill's Pizza at the OBB Peir, that day, otherwise, I too would be at the bottom of a landfill, along with my house and everything I owned that was also in the house. I was 5 months pregnant at the time and have been homeless for just under 14 years, homeless ever since. |
The backhoe driver returned November 14, 2013, armed with a golf club, used it to break my spine and smash my baby's brains out on the ground
On November 14, 2013, my son was murdered. I was 8 months pregnant, leaving my college classroom, and just getting into my car, when 3 strangers, a man and two women, armed with golf clubs leapt out from behind my car screaming "kill or be killed, kill the transvestite freaks, kill them all before they kill us! look at that thing! That is Ken's son, look at how it's dressed! kill the transvestite freaks! kill or be killed"... while the bald man and the red haired woman chanted this over and over, the blonde woman, lunged with the golf club.
She severed my spine, I am now a quadriplegic, and been paralyzed arms and legs, and in a wheelchair for 13 years now. She broke my hips, my knees, my legs, ruptured most of my discs, and shattered three of my vertebrae so bad that the shards of bone acted like glass and embedded themselves into my spinal column nerve bundle.
The attack also triggered labour.
My son was born in that parking lot, and he lived only a couple of minutes, before the deranged blonde woman, beat his head in and smashed his brains out, with the same golfclub she had just used to sever my spine and leave me crippled for the rest of my life.
Realizing that I was not transgender, and they'd just murdered a baby, the man grabbed the 2 women and forcibly dragged them away to a 4 door white pickup truck, and they left me there to die.
The FBI told me later, that a few weeks before this attack, and transwoman, had murdered a cis woman, in a parking lot, abou 20 miles away from where I was attacked. The FBI, believes that my attackers, had somehow found out I wrote transgender fiction, connecting my real name to my penname, (my father's name is in fact "Ken", and I do have a brother) and believed that I wrote transgender fiction, because I was myself transgender, even though I'm not transgender. The FBI, believes the attackers, thought I was my brother, pretending to be a woman.
The FBI investigation, into my son's murder, has dragged on for 13 years, and still now in 2026, continues on, with the FBI, still not having yet identified my attackers, and only guessing at what their motive was.
Thus we come to 2014, and the full swing change of the series I write. WHY my series, went from just a transman main character living life, to the full blown Mpreg genre series that it now is today.
Before the attack, I had a chance of having a baby. I don't know. And because I'm in America, I'm too old to adopt. You have to be under 45 years old to adopt a baby. That is the law in America. I was informed this, when we tried to adopt, now that my injuries leave me unable to get pregnant a 9th time.
Thus began my obsessively writing, my transman main character, pregnant. Always pregnant now. Every time. Every story. Stories that now fully focus on pregnancy, labour, miscarriages, babies dying, babies living, raising babies... the whole series, since 2014 has devolved into an outright baby obsession.
Meanwhile, reborn baby dolls were suggested to me by my therapist, and have also become a deeply obsessive part of my life. Because 13 years ago my son was murdered minutes after he was born, because a transphobic bigot mistook me for being transgender, I'm STILL in a wheelchair, struggling to relearn to use my arms and legs, now 13 years later, and I'm still DAILY dealing with police officers and FBI agents who while they are trying to find my son's killer, they are also daily reminding me... oh, yeah, my son was murdered, literally ripped out of my belly, by a transphobe. Who still has not been located and walks free to kill again.
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The golfclub woman as she looked during the golf club attack at Southern Maine community college November 14, 2013. She is about 20 to 30 years older then me and would be around 75 to 85 years old now in 2026. If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 |
The golfclub woman as she looked during the shopping cart attack at Scarborough WalMart July 26, 2016. She is about 20 to 30 years older then me and would be around 75 to 85 years old now in 2026. If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 |
The 2nd woman as she looked at both attacks, her hair goes all the way down to her knees. She is about 20 to 30 years older then me and would be around 75 to 85 years old now in 2026. If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer's accomplice, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 |
Do you know who these two woman who crippled me and murdered my baby, at Southern Maine Community College at 10PM on November 14, 2013, are, and what their connection to the backhoe that drove over my house is? If you have any information, please give it to FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 of the Portland, Maine FBI office.
I am a legally blind quadriplegic, and low verbal, I have also published 138 novels in the last 48 years. It's not as impossible as people think. The problem being blind and quadriplegic, medically have different meanings then how those two words are used medically.
Fewer than 3% of all blind people see nothing. While 97% people who are classified as fully blind are able to see up to two feet in front of them. Legally blind means I can see more then two feet in front of me but not far enough to see twenty feet in front of me. In my case I can see about eight feet.
Quadriplegic, has varying levels, it means having a damaged nerve bundle in the spinal column causing limited mobility of all 4 limbs, (in my case this was done by a women wielding a golf club, who also beat my 8 month infant's head to pulp on the parking lot tarmak, at the same time she severed my spine with the same golf club; both on November 14, 2013; the FBI investigation into my son's murder and my being crippled has gone on now for 13 years, a few weeks away from 14 years now, and the FBI has still not identified the killer or her motive). Contrary to popular misconception, quadriplegic does NOT mean ZERO movement, it means means limited movement, specifically in means unable to lift arms over head, unable to grip fingers around objects to pick them up, and unable to stand for more then 5 minutes to a time. Because there are so many thousands of nerves in each limb it is actually very rare for there to be 100% no movement, but how much, and to what extent varies by patent depending upon the specific point of injury to the spinal column.
Meaning typing is still possible for over 60% of all quadriplegics.
In my case, it was the lower spine that was severed, cutting off completly my ability to move my right leg, leaving limited feeling in my left leg, and an ability to stand but not walk, with crutches, for the first 9 years. I regained enough nerve growth in my legs by the 9th year to be able to take ten or twelve steps allowing me to get out of bed for the first time since the golf club attack; This in turn lead to me being able to start using a wheelchair, as I was able to sit upright for the first time as well.
Because the shattered vertebrae bone fragments are broken off completly and embedded into the nerve bundle just above my tailbone, doctors were saying I would never walk again, but now at 13 years, I am able to push mu wheelchair like a walker, a distance of almost a thousand steps a day. Though doctors are still doubtful I will ever walk "normally" again, I have proven them wrong, when their said 13 years ago, that I would never walk again at all.
But because of the placement of the damage to my spine, regaining hand use, was always thought possible, it was just a matter of waiting long enough for nerve regrowth, along side daily finger exercises. I was able to continue writing, after becoming quadriplegic, because I still have use of my right thumb, and 2 fore figures of my right hand. And can type 90 words per minute with those 3 fingers.
I however have no wrist strength, elbow strength, or shoulder strength, so I am not able to form a fist, or lift objects, or brush my hair, or my teeth, all thing I have to have my caretaker do. But, those things are not needed for typing. Unfortunately, my pinky and ring fingers are "nerve dead" and drag over the keyboard, and cause horrific spelling errors and typos, which are incredibly frustrating to deal with.
Unfortunately trying to edit errors myself, just makes the errors worse, because those same two fingers drag over the keyboard yet again. Prior to the golf club attack, I rarely had spelling errors; now I got more spelling errors then someone is learning English as second language. Editing is a challenge, that I've had to accept, I simply can not do myself, and I have to hire several editors to help with that.
Low verbal means sounds can still be made, sounds that software programs like Dragon can be trained to recognize and translate, and type into full words. More then half my novels were typed with this method.
I still have a long ways to go before I am anything close to being able to do the things I could do before the golf club woman beat my baby's brains out and shattered my spine. And you know what's more frustrating then how slow mu medical progression has been? The fact that it's been 13 years and the police and FBI are still coming up at dead ends as to who the woman who murdered my baby was, or why she even did it.
My son's 14th birthday is only a few weeks away, but he didn't even get to live long enough to celebrate his 1st birthday, I don't even know why. And I can't wait to regain my ability to walk again, because regaining my ability to walk, means gaining the ability to go outside and start looking for my son's murderer myself instead of sitting at home trapped in a wheelchair waiting for the police and FBI to to find her. So, writing isn't a big priority for me anymore. I only write now, as a way to exercise my hands, in between relearning to walk.
Never let a disability stop you. Plenty of writers, artists, athletes, do not let either blindness, speech impediments, or limited mobility hold then back from perusing their careers.
Do you know who these two woman who crippled me and murdered my baby, at Southern Maine Community College at 10PM on November 14, 2013, are, and what their connection to the backhoe that drove over my house is? If you have any information, please give it to FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 of the Portland, Maine FBI office.
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