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I Now Hold The World Record For The Highest Level Ever Achieved in Witcher 3!!
If This Video Is Active, I'm Live Streaming Right Now...
WARNING: Avallac'h & Ciri Shipping Happens Daily In My Cult of Avallac'h Stream (This seems to piss people off so we seem to need to provide a warning about it)
For those asking if I'm ever going to return to Twitch streaming... I don't know at this point. I'm sick of the harassment.
It's been 2 years since I last did a stream when ThingyChan DID NOT send her group of shithead dipshits to my chat to chant "deserved to be raped" and "kill eelkat".... she has done it with 712 of my streams so far and blocking her and her 800 dipshit cultist followers do no good because they create new throwaway accounts as fast as I block and ban them.
That was bad enough, but she also made 200+ VODs each 4 to 7 hours long, that do nothing but spread highly sexualized malicious lies about me, in which she made the false accusation calling me a "bondage freak", a "BDSM dominatrix", and claiming I had a "foot fetish".
Her running gag memes on Discord are out of control, and not having a Discord myself, I was unaware of them. She started a trend, where if anyone, anywhere, talking about anything, said the word "BDSM", "bondage" or "foot fetish", everyone who read it was to reply in the comments below it "just like EelKat".
Additionally, she built up this massive post-written-rpg-fan-fiction of me, while claiming it was 100% true, depicting me as a whip carrying, pleather wearing, BDSM dominatrix, strip dancer, porn star, who own a gang bang house for men to pay money to be tortured by me.
This went on for 2 full years on Discord before I found out about it, and spanned over 2,000+ Discord posts, JUST WRITTEN BY HER, and not including the many, many, many TENS OF THOUSANDS of posts written by her fans, including her 150+ of which where she used the line: "EelKat is a cunt for liking that pussy Avallac'h".
One of the worst things she did, was to take the horrifying sexual, child abuse I suffered through at the hands of my uncles, and take word for word, line by line, EVERYTHING my uncles dd to me as a child, and make memes of Avallac'h doing those things to Ciri, knowing full well Avallac'h and Ciri and my favorite characters and that my obsession with Avallac'h is in part psychiatric prescribe therapy to use as a coping mechanism for dealing with the abuse I went through at the hands of my pedophile uncles.
On Twitch, she made an active stalking habit of finding very-pro-fundy-Christian groups, telling them her wild sex lies about me, working them into violent attack mode frenzies, and then siccing them on my channel chanting in my chat the message "deserve to be raped" and "kill eelkat". This went on from August 2018.
The worst thing though was sending 5 gang rapists with guns to my house. They totaled 3 cars including my Dazzling Razzberry, raped 2 military wives in the apartment next door to mine, killed a 10 year old boy, beat up and hospitalized 3 elderly men including my 82 year old dad who they put in the hospital with a ruptured kidney, and did $230,000 in damages to our landlord's apartment building, resulting in the city condemning the building, making 28 families homeless, which is why my family moved February 2019.
For the longest time, I was baffled and puzzled by the wild hate that was daily posted in my Twitch chat, from people who were clearly being sent to my channel, pre-worked up, and in a mass hoard, but I could not understand who was sending them or why.
I discovered ThingyChan as being the source of the harassment, on October 21, 2019, when I saw one of her live streams, where she was making a 3d model of a character who she titled "Bjorn The Bondage Freak Just Like EelKat". I had started watching the stream, to find out why my name was in the title. I watched for 3 hours while she and OutSideLane, another streamer on a multi-stream, and 37 members in her chat, and as many more in his chat, in total over 90 people, spent the entirety of the stream talking about my supposed BDSM bondage sex life and how they should make the 3D model Bjorn do the things I supposedly did.
The other streamer suddenly stopped talking and told ThingyChan: "EelKat's in your viewer list, let's take this to Discord" at which point they ended the multi stream.
So, I went to Discord to see what moving it to Discord meant and that's when I found the 2 year long running gag, the 2,000+ posts, and the 200+ VODs.
Among the VODs was one that she did on my birthday August 13, 2019, that was a JackBox stream, and was fully devoted to making 5 hours of lewd, sexualized jokes about me and Avallac'h, and had over 300 people in chat joining in.
When I contacted her to ask why she was doing this... her answer was: "Because it's fun!", "It's just a joke!" and "Besides, retarded cunts don't belong on Twitch".
Jokes are funny. Nothing about what she did is funny. Everything about what she did was mean and hurtful. And jokes don't cause harm. Two women were raped. A boy died. 3 elderly men were hospitalized. 3 cars were totaled. 28 families were made homeless. The landlord lost his business.
Those are some pretty BIG side effects for "just a joke".
What she did was mean, cruel, and far from harmless.
She has taken her "meme joke" harassment to levels of mind boggling extremes and, I'm just sick of it. She is out of control and she needs to stop.
I would like to be able to stream on Twitch without this psychotic bitch and her equally psychotic followers harassing me, each and every single stream.
I'm not bothering her, I don't know why she is bothering me.
I want her to leave me alone.
Evil is as evil does.
This is a perfect example of an evil person, doing evil things.
Bullies don't care, because bullies are mean and mean people care about no one.
These people are very, very, very mean.
August 2, 2020 UPDATE TO the above...
Twitch has now taken action against the attacks on my Twitch channel, so I may return to streaming soon...
Jokes can get you banned from Twitch, yes. One streamer spent the past 2 years "telling jokes" about me on their stream and discord, only I was unaware of it. Their followers started spreading the joke on other social medias.
The joke was telling people that I, a hijab wearing, modesty dressed Mormon, was a BDSM dominatrix running a gang bang service out of my house. The joke became a running gag, that involved more than 800 people across more than a dozen websites. In total more then 800 viewers helped this group of streamers slander my name with sex lies about me. They started "the joke" in April 2018, but I wouldn't find out about it for a very long time.
February 2019 -- 5 men with guns and baseball bats showed up at my apartment building... they raped 2 women, they beat up a lot of people, 3 elderly men, including my 82-year-old dad ended up in the hospital, my dad with a ruptured kidney, 3 cars in the driveway were totaled, including my daily driver, they smashed out the windows and walls of the building ripped out pipes and wires, did $230,000 in damages to the building... it was a medical building next door to a hospital, patients on life support and their families lived there... they ran through pulling out life support equipment... a 10 year old boy died because of it... the town condemned the building the damage was so bad, resulting in 28 families, becoming homeless .... it happened during a stream, so part of it was caught on live stream and the police got 300+ 911 calls from countries all over the world, reporting the attack.... the guys when arrested, said a streamer on Twitch, via her Discord, sent them, told them I was a BDSM dominatrix and that all the apartments in my apartment building with gang bang shops.... that's how I found about the "joke"... via the police report.
There's a big lawsuit going on right now, with everyone involved. 2 streamers are now in prison, several viewers are in jail or out on bail, more will likely follow.
The FBI is investigating every streamer and every viewer involved in the "joke".
And 2 weeks ago (July 2020) Twitch banned more than 70 of the people involved, including more than 20 streamers. The 800 viewers involved in the joke have also all received various forms of Twitch bans and suspensions.... for "just a joke" that in some cases they said only once, as long ago as 2 years ago, and not even on Twitch.
Do not underestimate something being "just a joke" and the consequences you could face for "just a joke".
*(The investigation into this is still ongoing. If you have information on any of the people involved in inciting this event, FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the
I have Kanner's Syndrome (ACTUAL Autism, not Aspergers), which means I'm not good at group things. I'm classified as Savant, meaning I have a few things that I obsess about, big time, and have world records in them as a result, and everything else in my life I still require a caretaker to help me with.
I was believed to be mute until I was 31 years old, when a college professor whose day job was working with Autism children, meet me at an Autism Awareness event (I own The Autism Awareness Car, which has 2.5million marbles glued to it - took 4 years to build it). He spent several years teaching me to talk and I was able to get a GED at age 37 (I had never been allowed to go to school as Autism in the 1970s = too retarded to be taught anything so why bother? It was assumed I couldn't be taught, so no one tried to, until I was 31 years old), and started college at age 42.
Today in addition to being a rabid gamer, I'm also an artist (acrylic on canvas and watercolor on rag) sell my art in local galleries, I build art cars and installation art, published over 130 Dark Fantasy novels, and became a retail merchandiser for Macy's, WalMart, and HallMark for 16 years because I'm very good at organizing things... I can't do much else, but I can certainly make sure nothing on the sales floor is out of place.
On Twitch I'm known for my ability to open up a video game and completely rewrite it removing and making my own... I rewrote Witcher 3, removed Geralt and Roach and the combat system, and build my own player character, made travel companions, wrote a new combat system, made new quests, made new maps... removed all the texture files and made all new ones. There's nothing in Witcher 3 that I have not rewritten. With over 4,000 mods now made for it, you can barely recognize my game as being Witcher 3 anymore.... and yet I can't read C++ code.
I spent my childhood and teen years, being told I would never amount to anything. I proved them all wrong.
People see the things I do very well (art, writing, my exemplary organization skills in retail stores, and my ability to open up a video game and completely rewrite it and making my own) but they often don't see past that.
Social skills are a thing I've not yet mastered, which makes streaming very difficult for me as, chat is sensory overload and I have it turned off. I also can't count, do Math, tell time, use calendars, use money, numbers are lost on me.
Basic things - bathing, eating, brushing my hair, etc - that most people have no trouble with, I have caretakers who have to help me do those thing, even though I'm 20, 30, 40 years older than my caretakers. I am VERY low-functioning, but I can write, I can paint, I disect video games, and I can organize things. I just can't do one thing else. Which is very upsetting, because I wish I could. I try too. I don't know why I can't. It's like there are a few things in my brain turned all the way up on super high and everything else is just turned off and won't come on.
And then there are issues with meltdowns, screaming fits, panic attacks, bad ones. Bad enough that I generally avoid contact with the public, simply because I'm tired of dealing with the police. Someone my age, screaming on the floor, people assume I'm on drugs and call the police. It's very frustrating, because I can not control these attacks and I can't stop them once they start.
It is extremely distressing, I'm insanely good at a few things, but everything else, things most of society doesn't bat an eye at, I can't do them, no matter how hard I try. And I'm not capable of "acting properly" or "behaving in socially acceptable ways".
Most people when they meet me in real life, they are very taken back, by how extremely disabled I am. Fans of my novels, meet me at book signings and ask: "So, what's the joke, what's this retard doing here, where's the author?" They refuse to believe, someone as deeply retarded as me, is capable of writing novels.
It hurts a lot, people's reactions to meeting me and them finding out the reality of what ACTUAL Autism, Kanner's Syndrome, is really like... and that it's NOTHING like Asperger's, with it's "cute Sheldon Cooper quirks" that they are used to and think of as being Autism.
They forget, people with Asperger's can live normal lives, they can pass for normal in public if they have too, they get married and have families, and I'm not capable of living on my own or without caretakers, and I never will be.
I wish more people knew the difference between Aspergers and Autism, and how vastly different they are from each other. Far too many people hear that I have Autism, and they automatically assume I have Aspergers, and then they meet me in person, and are shocked, horrified, and they tell me they've meet dozens, sometimes hundreds of Aspies, and when they meet me, they say, they realize, they've NEVER seen Autism before, in spite of all the hundreds of Aspies they've met, and then they tell me, they wish they had known, they wished someone had told them, how starkly different Autism is from Aspergers, because they always say, no matter how many Aspies they worked with, it never prepared them to come face to face with ACTUAL REAL Autism, Kanner's Syndrome, for the first time.
1 in 3 children have Aspergers, it's very common, but only 1 in 1,200,000 children have Autism, it's very rare. In the wake of the mass flood of people calling Asperger's Autism, people forget how incredibly rare actual Autism really is. They aren't the same thing and until you've seen both side by side, you don't realize how different they really are.
People forget WHY I became such a good writer. I was mute for 31 years. Writing was the only way I could communicate with anyone. But I grew up in a family that crumpled up the paper, never even looked at it. In their minds I was too stupid to talk and therefore anything I wrote on paper MUST have been gibberish. They didn't even look at it. So I wrote letters to the cats that lived with us. I started doing that when I was 8 years old. I still do it 50+ years later.
But I'm not likely to be much use in a group, as outside of writing, art, video games, and organizing sale floors of retail stores, I'm too retarded to be able to do anything else. I'm rarely welcomed in groups, because I'm too retarded, too Autistic to fit in, or so I'm always told. I'm rarely of any use to anyone.
Wait... you're that freak that brought otherkin to the internet aren't you? You're like the founder of online otherkin awareness movement or something.
I did on some level introduce OtherKin, or rather, ElfKin, to the internet in 1996.
I am considered to be one of, if not the VERY FIRST OtherKin to grace the internet.
Though, I am ElfKin, not OtherKin. They are different.
I completely reject Humanity.
I live my life, as an Elf.
I have done so, since 1987.
As of 2020, I have lived as an Elf for 33 years.
I hate Humans.
I feel no empathy, sympathy, or compassion for Humans.
I see Humans as vile, evil creatures, whom I share no connection to.
I feel nothing but revulsion for Humans.
There has never been a point in my life when a Human showed me any kindness, love, or compassion.
I have been tortured, beaten, caged, raped, shunned, outcast, ostracized, and bullied endlessly by Humans.
The Humans who raised me, kept me locked in a cage from the time I was 8, until I was 31 years old. They said they did so because I was not a Human and was not allowed to participate in Human activities like eating at the table, sleeping on a bed, using a toilet, or bathing. They said I was a Changeling, brought to them by Demons. They claimed the real Human baby was taken from them, and I was a Demon left in it's place. And while I agreed with them, that I had no similarities to their Human nature, I did not believe myself a Demon either.
I was 31 years old the first time anyone told me I was a Human. But no one has yet been able to prove to me that I possess the evilness of Humans.
Unlike Humans, I feel love.
Unlike Humans, I feel pain.
Unlike Humans, I shed tears.
Unlike Humans, I feel empathy.
Unlike Humans, I feel sympathy.
Unlike Humans, I feel compassion.
I have tried for 40 years, to live among Humans, but I've yet to meet a Human that will accept me as a part of their society.
I have never been welcomed by any Human.
I have never been accepted by any Human.
The older I get and the more Humans I meet, the crueler I learn that they are, the stronger my hatred for the entirety of Humanity grows.
I searched for years to find out, what I was, where I fit in, where I belonged, for everywhere I went, I was repeatedly told I was too strange, too bizarre, too different, too alien, too not-Human to be welcomed in any group, any church, and community, offline or online.
Since I was a toddler I felt a strong kinship to Eels and Cats, thus my name. My Native American grandmother named me EelKat when I was 3 years old, citing that Eels and Cats were my spirit animals.
My other grandmother called me FarSighted, because I talked to ArchAngels and Faeries in the forest. She said I walked through the veil between the Spirit World. She died when I was 8 years old.
As I grew older, and continued to be ostracized by all of Human society, I started researching the things Grammy Eva and Grammy Helen has said: Spirit Animals, Fairy Sighted, and Walking the Veil. That is when I realized, everyone was right... my parents, my uncles, everyone at every church I ever attended, random strangers I meet on the streets... every one, every single Human, as always said, I either was not Human, didn't act Human, or seemed to be Alien to Human Society, like I came from another world.
The Humans who raised me, kept me locked in a cage from the time I was 8, until I was 31 years old. They said they did so because I was not a Human and was not allowed to participate in Human activities like eating at the table, sleeping on a bed, using a toilet, or bathing. They said I was a Changeling, brought to them by Demons. They claimed the real Human baby was taken from them, and I was a Demon left in it's place. And while I agreed with them, that I had no similarities to their Human nature, I did not believe myself a Demon either. And decades later, after researching, I feel they were right.
The more I studied, the more I realized, everything I do that Humans say is strange and bizarre, things like love, feeling pain, shedding tears, empathy, sympathy, or compassion, those things Humans are incapable of doing, that I do and brand me as starkly notHuman, they were all things the Ljósálfar do.
So I researched the Ljósálfar. They do many thing I do, that Humans find to be my most deplorable traits: like growing flowers, being vegan, and not hurting animals, shunning drinking of alcohol, smoking, drugs, or owning weapons.
I eventually came to believe I am an Elf trapped in the world of Humans, as some sort of test.
No. I do not believe I am Human.
Yes. I do believe I am an Elf.
Yes, I AM that "freak" who introduced the internet to the concept of OtherKin, via ElfKin, in 1996.
Yes, I am the textbook standard, found in actual medical books, used by Psychiatry students, yes, those are photos of me you see in your college textbooks and in the Journal of Psychiatry entry. I am the first one diagnosed and therefore the standard by which all OtherKin are measured.
Yes, I am the measure by which all OtherKin around the world measure if they too are OtherKin or not. But I wonder how many of them, know the origin of the term OtherKin and how many of them would call themselves that label is the ACTUALLY KNEW, the ACTUAL origin and meaning of the word?
OtherKin is not a label I use to call myself. The term OtherKin was coined by team of Psychiatrists, who didn't know what else to call me. They classified me at first as "a Feral Child with Learned Schizophrenia", citing that while I didn't have Schizophrenia, all 5 of the uncles and their father, who raised me did have Schizophrenia and because I was raised in total isolation with zero contact with anyone outside of these men, I was raised as though what they were was normal because I had no outside source by which to judge that how they raised children was not normal, nor was how they lived their lives normal. I was told by these Psychiatrists, that once I got out in Human society and found out what mainstream society was like, I would see, how different, how unique, how bizarre, and how unusual and not the norm, my uncles were.
I have lived among mainstream society for 33 years now and I have yet to meet a kind, loving, friendly Human.
This group of Social Workers, Psychologists, and Psychiatrists, coined the term OtherKin, because they said there was nothing I conformed to, no textbook illness that matched what I was. They toyed with the idea of diagnosing me many different ways because they said that on the surface I seemed like this or that, but then, comparing all the symptoms, I never fully matched up.
Schizophrenia didn't stick because there were no voices in my head telling me what to do. After tossing out the option of Schizophrenia, they tried out Multiple Personality Disorder and also Dissociative Identity Disorder. But, I don't have multiple people I become. Both of those have the requirement of becoming someone else, another person. MPD you are unaware of the other people "living in you" while DID you are fully aware of the "other people" and communicate with them and likely have a lot of past life experiences. I don't believe in past lives or reincarnation or being multiple people inside of one mind. I dress up in costumes of characters, but I never try to be that character, I simply like to wear their pretty clothes.
They tried considering Asperger's for a bit, but I missed many, many, many a mark there.
In the end my official diagnosis is: Actual Autism Kanner's Syndrome, with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, and SchizoAffective or maybe Schizotypal tendencies, I can't tell, and the most bizarre behaviour of refusing to believe she is Human, largely because she was raised in an isolated UFO Cult that raised her as a Demon from infancy to middle age. She has many phobias most notable a severe and disturbing phobia of Humans in general and Men in particular. There is no correct diagnosis for her. She is unique. This is a unique case. I am putting in a request to the State for funding to study her. This is something new. This needs to be studied. We are witnessing the side effect of child who was raised in total isolation. A child that was never loved, never kissed, never hugged, never showed empathy, sympathy, or compassion. She feels nothing for Humans. She does not believe she is Human. There has never been a documented case like this before. This is the worse case of child abuse in American history.
I did not found any "OtherKin Awareness Groups" as is the common internet misconception. I don't even use the term OtherKin. It's a label OTHERS slap on me, as further proof that I don't belong in Human society, am not Human enough to fit in, not Human enough to be welcomed, not Human enough to be included. That's all the label OtherKin means to me. Yet more proof that Humans hate me, see me as not Human, and feel the need to put a label on me.
But I am the standard by which all who claim to be OtherKin, measure if each other is OtherKin or not, because I am the textbook case, the original test subject, that caused Psychiatrists to coin the term OtherKin, so most people believe I am the "first" OtherKin, even though groups like The Silver Elves existed in the 1970s, long before the FBI raid that rescued me from one of the Heaven's Gate compounds.
No. I do not try to bring awareness to the "OtherKin Movement". OtherKin is a psychological disorder that for some odd reason, teens and young adults, think of as some sort of roleplaying, cosplaying movement. They don't know what it is. They never looked up any medical journals or psychiatry textbooks. They change what they are on a whim, a Vampire today because they love Twilight, a Witcher tomorrow because they saw the NetFlix series, SpiderMan next week after they watch that movie. They don't know what OtherKin is. It's not a fandom. It's not roleplay. It's not dressing up. And you're a fool if think that's what it is.
People get the misconception that it is roleplaying and cosplaying because I am prone to dress up in elaborate costumes. I like their clothes. It's as simple as that. I'm trying to be them. I don't roleplay them. I don't pretend I am them. I simply like to wear their clothes, in the exact same way, every teenage girl in school has to wear the same t-shirt as her best friend.
When the OtherKin diagnosis was coined, I didn't yet wear costumes. I'd never seen TV or movies or video games. I'd never been to school or doctors. I had no point of reference for what any of these characters would have looked like. The wearing of elaborate costume came about almost a decade AFTER Psychiatrists coined the term OtherKin to describe me.
OtherKin, was referencing my refusal to accept the fact that I was Human, when Social Workers, Psychologists, and Psychiatrists tried to convince me that I was not a Changeling Demon switched at birth like the adults who raised me had taught me to believe.
OtherKin, was referencing the fact that my combined hatred for and phobia of Humans was so great that I had no ability to believe I was a Human, when they told me I was.
OtherKin, it's ACTUAL Journal of Psychiatry definition, is very simply: The belief that one is not Human and is something other than Human. That's what OtherKin means.
Anyone who tells you OtherKin is anything else, has no clue what OtherKin is, knows nothing about it's history, knows nothing about how the term was coined, and is completely clueless about OtherKin in general.
People like to come in saying things like: "Well, because I think OtherKin is about ___ I think we should change the meaning of OtherKin to include ___"
No. OtherKin is an ACTUAL MEDICAL DISORDER... you don't walk into a doctors office and say:
"Well, because I think Cancer is about ___ I think we should change the meaning of Cancer to include ___"
"Well, because I think Asthma is about ___ I think we should change the meaning of Asthma to include ___"
"Well, because I think being stung by a bee is about ___ I think we should change the meaning of being stung by a bee to include ___"
"Well, because I think broken bones are about ___ I think we should change the meaning of broken bones to include ___"
"Well, because I think Influenza is about ___ I think we should change the meaning of Influenza to include ___"
"Well, because I think Diabetes is about ___ I think we should change the meaning of AIDS to include ___"
"Well, because I think SmallPox is about ___ I think we should change the meaning of SmallPox to include ___"
Now can you now see how utterly stupid and idiotic people are when they say: "Well, because I think OtherKin is about ___ I think we should change the meaning of OtherKin to include ___"?
And, no, OtherKin is not the thing where, you wake up one morning and feel like wearing a cat ears headband, so that therefore makes you a cat.
The problem with OtherKin is there is far too much misinformation out there about what OtherKin is, written largely by know-nothing 10 year old children who couldn't tell their ass from a hole in the ground, and think that because they want to wear a headband with cat ears, that gives them to authority to rewrite the definition of medical illnesses.
OtherKin is a mental disorder. It's not a movement. Not a trend. Not a fad. But for some reason, in the last 20 years or so, people have thought it "cool" to "be OtherKin" so, they jumped on a bandwagon to try to be something that they really had no idea what it actually was.
Today, because, thanks to Tumblr and Instagram, OtherKin is now interchangeable with Furries and CosPlay, the OFFICIAL diagnosis of the Mental Illness as listed in the Journal of Psychiatry has been changed from OtherKin to Species Dysphoria, to definasciate from the the actual mental illness of not believing one is Human and the current fad trend of dressing up roleplaying.
People who say I started a movement or awareness groups or claim I try to bring awareness to the OtherKin movement, have no clue who or what I am and are talking out their asses. They don't know me. They do not speak for me. And they certainly don't understand me or how I live my life.
What's your thought on fictionkin? Do you think fictionkin is valid? I'm just a bit curious to know. Personally I think it's really neat! Is that what you do?
I am not FictionKin.
I am EelKin turned ElfKin, according to people who believe in Kinship.
I don't move in OtherKin circles, groups, or communities.
I am considered the "first" or "original" OtherKin, by many in the "OtherKin community" and I hate it, because I have never identified as OtherKin and deeply dislike labels being slapped onto me by vile Humans who try translate what they think I am.
What are labels? A label is simply a way to point at someone and say: "they are not Human enough to be accepted in society". That's all any label is.
And that is all any Human has ever done to me. Label me as this, label me as that.
Never once has ANY Human, ever thought to look at me as another Human, as another member of society, as a potential friend.
Because I am technically "the first" OtherKin, seeing how I was the patient in question, when the team of Social Workers, Psychologists, and Psychiatrists coined the term. I am a patient who was undiagnosable and had "something new", and "OtherKin" was the working title. But because I am technically "the first" OtherKin, I am constantly being contacted by founders, creators, and moderators of groups, forums, subreddits, Discords, FaceBook groups, and other various assorted online communities. I don't know why. I think they see me as a "celebrity" in terms of OtherKin. I'm supposedly the "ideal OtherKin" whom others try to be like.
But... I'm not trying to "be" anything. I don't even call myself OtherKin or ElfKin or EelKin or UnicornKin or CatKin or FoxKin, all of those being types of Kins that people has used to describe me.
I accept the invites and then never post in their communities or groups, because I find myself incredibly uncomfortable around most people who call themselves "OtherKin", because 99.9% of the ones I've encountered are very clearly teenagers and young kids in their 20s who are just trying to be part of a club. They don't actually have post traumatic stress disorder, they know nothing about child abuse or rape, or witnessing multiple murders, or trying to cope with being raised in a cage from the age of 8 years old to 31 years old while also being raised to believe you were a demo, because the adults in your life had schizophrenia and couldn't tell the difference between children and demons. They don't know what it is like to be 31 years old the first time any one ever suggested to you that you might actually be a human, and everything the adults taught you about your lack of Humanity was a lie.
When I accept the invites to join these groups, I go there, hoping to find others like myself, who were never Human, not once from their time of birth. I go there hoping to find others like myself, who were rejected by Humans from the day they were born. But all I ever find are happy go lucky juvenile delinquents rebelling by wearing cat-ear headbands while licking milk out of a bowl. They ENJOY pretending to be animals. They have fun, partying in their fur tails. They have no trauma. They know nothing about OtherKin and it's origins. What OtherKin is or how the word got coined.
The bulk of them are just a group of kids looking for a party where they can dress up in costumes. Only this and nothing more. And that is not OtherKin. Not even close.
Now, that is not to say there is anything wrong with what you are, no matter what you are or how you identify. Your identity is certainly valid and should be acknowledged. I'm not saying it's invalid or should be pushed aside or ignored. What I'm saying is, chances are very high that what you are classifying as OtherKin, is not in fact OtherKin.
That's the problem with online OtherKin communities. They spread far too much misinformation and leave actual, correct information spread far too thin and this leads to a lot of confusion.
The thing is I AM the ACTUAL MEDICAL, psychiatric definition of OtherKin, and it's incredibly rare to the point that fewer then 100 people have ever, EVER been diagnosed with it EVER. Fewer then 100 people in all of the millions of years of this Earth having existed. That's not many people.
And yet, there are MILLIONS of OtherKin, so called, self proclaimed OtherKin just on Tumblr, and not a one of them has a clue what OtherKin even is and that's painfully obvious.
The problem with the invites to join these groups, is I'm not what they think I am. They expect me to be a roleplaying party animal like them and I'm not.
And the fact remains - I hate Humans, and they are just Humans dressed like cats and dogs.
Let me repeat this: I HATE HUMANS.
I WISH HUMANS WOULD DIE. ALL OF THEM. I HATE THEM.
And you want me to join your little group of pretenders? I hate every one of you and you think ha-ha oh she's being in character.
I really do hate Humans.
No Human has EVER given me a reason to think otherwise.
No Human has ever been my friend.
Every Human I have ever met, pretends to be my friend for a few days, then they turn into cruel, hateful, backstabbing bastards.
Humans are incapable of love, friendship, compasion, sympathy.
Humans are evil.
Humans are cruel.
Humans are sadistic.
Humans enjoy hurting others.
Humans are hateful creatures who do nothing hurt everyone in their path.
And if you don't understand THAT, well, Honey, then you CERTAINLY Are NOT OtherKin.
OtherKin is not about your spiritual awakening, your identification with an animal guide... OtherKin is the hatred of Humans, on levels so extreme, that wish all Humans would die.
OtherKin is about you NOT being Human and seperating yourself from Humans because Humans are pieces of shit.
Humans can not be trusted.
Never turn your back on a Human.
There is NOTHING good in a Human.
And if you are ACTUAL, REAL, MEDICALLY DIAGNOSED as OtherKin, then I don't need to tell you that, because you already know evil Humans are.
Humans exist to kill, steal, and destroy. Only this and nothing more. There is nothing else in Humanity.
And the online OtherKin Communities who send me invites to join them.... I've yet to encounter one, single, solitary, actual, real, medically diagnosed OtherKin in any of them. And I've checked them all, and encountered well over a million people who claim to be OtherKin.
I go there are look, in hopes that one day, i will find someone, like myself, who is not Human and has never been accepted by Humans. But there is no one like me. Not surprising, seeing how in all the milinia of the Earth, fewer then 100 people have ever been diagnosed.
And the online OtherKin Communities who send me invites to join them....They do what everyone does and start rumors about me, gossiping among themselves about what they THINK I am, and they build up fanfiction, fantasy worlds about me, that have no basis in reality. They hyped up and excited, fall in love with the fictional version of me that they created in their heads, and then find themselves deeply disapointed when they actually talk to me for the first time and find out that 100% of everything they liked about me, was just fiction made up them, themselves.
Labels. They label me into a group and they love the IDEA of me as that label in that group, but then, meeting me shatters their fantasies about me, when they realize, I'm not what they told themselves I was.
That's the problem with OtherKin and people who call me OtherKin.
You see, they think I'm joking when I say I hate Humans, but I could show you a copy of my psychological evaluation, and the entire section, where the psychiatrist worried about my server homicidal desire to kill all Humans.
I'm not joking when I tell you, that if you act even remotely Human in my presence, I will pull a brick out of my tote bag and smash your jaw in. I've done it many times.
My psychological evaluation, has a full section, of worries that I show no empathy for Humans on any level what so ever, to the point of extreme Sociopathy. Yes, that's a word in my evaluation.
Far too many people look at my being the original "OtherKin" patient, and don't read the full report. They giddy with joy, thinking I'm play acting, role playing, pretending. I'm not. I don't joke. I never joke. Do you know why? I'll tell you why.
My uncles, while beating me in the face with a shovel when I was 8, or breaking my jaw with a cinder block brick when I was 14, or stabbing my arms with forks when I was 4, or driving a 2 foot long foundation nail through my hip leaving me crippled ever since I was 6 years old, or cutting the bottoms of my feet with rusted saw blades when I was 13.... or any of the hundreds of similar things they did.... while they did it, they always said the same thing: "It's just a joke, hahahahahahahaha!", "I'm only joking, hahahahahahaha!"
I have scars all over my body.... scars from wounds that bled for days. Wounds that should have been seen by a doctor. Wounds, that they filled with maggots, because they kept maggots in jars for that reason.
Do you know what it feels like to have you hands chained to cinder blocks, and forks driven into your arms with a hammer, that drove the tines in all the way to the bone, another fork put in, the wound torn open, and maggots poured in, as the adults around you laughed and slapped each other on the back over the good fun joke they were doing, because, the 5 year old girl they are torturing, is not Human, so it doesn't matter, because she's just a changeling left behind by Demons who took the real child. Have you ever watched maggots crawl under your skin then chew their way back out. And finally pass out hours later, and be left there unconscious for days in pools of your own blood. And when you wake up, the adults are disapointed, that you, the Demon Changeling is still alive.
That's what I grew up with.
I was 31 years old when the FBI raid rescued me.
My entire first 31 years of life, was spent being daily tortured, daily told it was okay, because I wasn't Human anyways.
The end result is the only thing in my mind that is more evil then rape and murder, is a joke.
And you'll find out how fast I beat you to a pulp if you dare say word joke in my presence. A joke is the only thing more triggering to me than rape.
Still think you are OtherKin or you know anything about me and my life, how much I hate Humans, or the fact that OtherKin was a term created by Psychiatrists, as a working title to diagnose me, the child who survived "the world child abuse case in American history"?
Yeah. the "OtherKin Community" has a vastly warped view of who I am, and why I'm the way I am.
When you ask me questions about OtherKin and CosPlay and RolePlay... and worse, when you try to sexualize anything about me or make mems about me and say you are just joking... you just make me hate Humans even more. Because you can call yourself OtherKin all you want, but you, running around playing and joking and laughing and smiling, you forget, I don't do any of those things.
Jokes. Laughing. Smiling..... I see those things as a threat and a reason to fight back. And clearly the OtherKin Community knows nothing of trauma, torture, and abuse at the hands of Humans.
OtherKin, it's ACTUAL Journal of Psychiatry definition, is very simply: The belief that one is not Human and is something other than Human. That's what OtherKin means.
If you believe something, you have no doubts, so you would never ask "Am I OtherKin?".
I have yet to find an OtherKin on any online community, who TRULY BELIEVED they were not Human. They will tell you they feel connected, they say they no longer want to be Human. Most acknowledge themselves as the spirit of a non-Human living in a Human body.
Answer me this... how can you stop being Human if you don't believe you are Human? Only someone who believes they are Human would say they want to stop being Human.
They build character sheets, detailing the backstory of their alternate being. But if the being IS YOU, then your life, your childhood, your experiance ARE your backstory. If you had to write a character backstory, you are not OtherKin, you are Multiple Personality Disorder or Dissociative Identity Disorder.
OtherKin you are YOU. You are just not Human and not accepted by Humans as Human. You live with Humans and your experiences with them, are very simply the experiences you have every day, and you don't need to sit down and write a backstory. There is no backstory in OtherKin.
Me? I wouldn't know the first thing about feeling Human, because I never was Human. I never had a transition. I never shifted. I never felt the need to STOP being Human, because there was never a point from the day I was born, when anyone ever acknowledge me as being Human.
But, let's answer your question. My email inbox is so full of so many OtherKin questions. Someday I'll get around to answering them. Let's start with your's.
When you ask me about what type of OtherKin I am, it is immediately clear that you know nothing about me, my history, or the history of the origins of the word OtherKin.
The first known group of OtherKin was ElfKin and was The Silver Elves, and the group still exists. They were founded in 1978. I joined them in 1987. I did not remain Silver Elf, as I found more of a connection to Elves in general, and they were a bit more "religion focused" (like they wanted people to obey their set of rules and such, with was too restrictive for me and contrary to how I felt Eves were). Because of the connection to spiritual teachings, in America The Silver Elves are considered a "legally recognized religion" by the Federal government (same as Catholic, Wicca, Baptist, LDS/Mormon, Voodoo, etc are considered as such). They are really connected to the spiritual and religious side of OtherKin and I liked that a lot.
The term OtherKin, was coined in 1997 by a group of Social Workers, Psychologists, and Psychiatrists and was the working title of the mental illness that would eventually become known as Species Dysphoria.
So calling groups like The Silver Elves "OtherKin" is questionable at best, but they are considered by most "OtherKin" to be the first "OtherKin Group", even though their compound was founded in 1978 and the term OtherKin was coined in 1997.
Being older (elderly) and an ElfKin for 40+ years now, I've seen the OtherKin movement evolve and change a lot. There is always something in it that makes me go: "What the f...?"
But there is never a point when I think: "They are not valid because of ____."
It's always just a reaction of more: "Wow! Boy do they have a completely different take on OtherKin than what I've always thought it was."
And then after I think about it I'm: "Yeah, yeah, I can see how they feel that way. Yep, that makes sense."
I think, because I'm a lot older, and got into it via The Silver Elves originally, I end up taking a very spiritual/religious outlook on it, where I see Elves sort of as my "spirit animals" so to speak... and it seems like, more recently, especially in teens and 20s age group, their take on OtherKin is more, like Dissociative Identity Disorder, like they actually believe they REALLY ARE an Elf or Wolf or whatever.
The first time I heard of the new form of OtherKin, the "I'm not a Human, I'm a Dog" type, my mind was: "Wow! That's crazy!" You see, I look at OtherKin as "I'm channeling the spiritual energy of the Dog, not, I literally become a Dog because I don't want to be Human any more." So, at first, I just had a hard time wrapping my mind around the new "Tumblr style" OtherKin. But then, the more I thought about it, the more I realized, no, it's not crazy, because they are doing the same thing I'm ding, they are just doing it differently.
I mean, I use guided meditations and visualizations and oracle cards to connect with the spirit world and it's energy, and for me, connecting to Elf energy and Unicorn energy and ArchAngel energy has always been the best/easiest way for me to do that. And in guided meditation, you often focus on mentally becoming the Elf or Fox or Raven or whatever your spirit guide is, and so yeah, thinking of it that way, suddenly the new style of OtherKin didn't seem crazy to me anymore and I realized, they are just like me, only different.
And then I heard of FictionKin and I was like mind blown. I was like: "OMG, you don't really believe you actually ARE Harry Potter, do you?"
But then almost immediately I was reminded how many times people said to me: "OMG, you don't really believe you actually ARE Lord Sesshomaru, do you?" because I "CosPlayed" him for 9 years... not to conventions, no, I dressed like him 24/7/365 every day for 9 years, around the house, to go shopping, just all day, every day.
People interviewing me about that back in 2005 and 2007 is one of the early things that brought OtherKin to the internet. When people asked why, if I thought I was him, I would say: "No. I'm channeling his energy. I feel more connected to his energy when I dress like him. I'm not trying to be him."
And then I did the same thing with Quaraun for 7 years. And for the past 3 years I've done the same thing with Avallac'h. And yeah, these are fictional characters. Which, I guess, maybe, would cause other people to see me as FictionKin? But they are all Elves, and I am ElfKin and I'm not trying to be or become the Elf in question, rather I feel better able to connect to spiritual Elf energy, when I dress like a fictional Elf from a novel. It's more like I borrowed the Elf's clothes and just wear them.
It's like weighted blankets. They protect you and help you sleep. Same thing. I have PTSD, OCD, Kanner's Syndrome, and Agoraphobia. The longest I have gone without setting foot outside of the house was 15 years.
I was horribly abused by my uncles and several of their male friends from their church as a child and as a result, I developed a crippling fear of Humans in general and Men in particular, and than, as an adult, years later, I was raped and that brought back all the mental trauma memories of what my uncles did, and I don't know what happened, but my mind was just mentally crippled after that, to the point that I locked myself in my room and did not leave it for 15 years.
2006, I went outside for the first time, in 15 years, and I was only able to do so, by wearing a costume of Lord Sesshomaru. When you read the books, he's fearless. He can walk through crowds and he doesn't care who thinks what, and if someone tries to hurt him or his friends, he would never let the attacker hurt them. He's fiercely protective of Rin, the Human girl who travels with him. He has a fearless energy to him. Very powerful fearless energy, and I wanted to feel that.
I wanted to be able to go outside, without being terrified men would hurt me. And I tried for weeks, months, to go outside. I'd get to the door and I'd freeze. A mental block made my body so rigid I couldn't move my feet to get out the door. My agoraphobia was that bad.
So, I started meditating, channel Lord Sesshomaru's energy. And it healed, but it didn't help enough. So I ordered fabric, fur, leather, bolt of silk from Japan, from eBay and Amazon, and I made what went down in history as both the most expensive and most insanely elaborate Lord Sesshomaru CosPlay ever made. And, when I put it on, I was able to walk outside of my house for the first time in 15 years.
It was like, before I channeling his energy, but now, he was there with me. It's the only way I know how to explain it.
I still have severe agoraphobia today. But since 2006, I can go outside, IF, I dress up like an Elf. The stronger the Elf the better. A powerful protecting spirit.
That's why I now CosPlay Avallac'h. There's no one, more protective then he is. It's what he's known for. His fierce protectiveness of Ciri, the Human girl who travels with him is beyond Lord Sesshomaru's protectiveness of Rin. He won't let anyone hurt her. He'll die to to keep her safe. So I retired the Lord Sesshomaru CosPlay and made the Avallac'h CosPlay, my new protecting spirit. An Elf, but also, a Fictional Character.
He's not real. I'm aware he's not real. But that doesn't change the fact that I can draw on his fierce protective energy, to be able to go outside, go shopping, not have to buy everything online or have others buy things for me and deliver it. I can do it myself, dressed like an Elf, but at least I'm outside.
The fact remains, there's never been a real man in my life who DID NOT hurt me. I grew up with drug dealers. Real life gangsters. They killed people. Throughout my childhood and teen years I had witness multiple murders, Brutal. Violent. I was beaten and locked in cages. I watched them kill people, then turn around and threaten to kill me if I ever told anyone.
Today most of them are dead, in prison, or on the run from the FBI. There was never a time in my life when I felt safe, and around men, I felt less safe. There has never been anyone there for me. No mental support. No emotional support. No one to protect me from the men I grew up with, or the gangs they had shot outs with.
I would read books, while hiding under a blanket to try to blockout the screaming and yelling and gun fire. None of the children were allowed to go to school or doctors. We lived on a farm, in the forest, miles from the nearest anything, fenced in and guarded by riflemen. No one had birth certificates or SSNs. No paper trail. No adults outside the clan to turn to for help. I would read books, while hiding under a blanket and praying for someone to please help me. It was none stop terror every day, all day, my entire childhood. Fictional men in books, where my only friends. I was drawn to men who protected children, especially men who protected little girls.
Lord Sesshomaru protected Rin, an 8 year old girl.
Avallac'h protected Ciri, a 12 year old girl.
That's why I was drawn to them. They are strong men who protect little girls from evil men.
This is also why I take such a very strong and heavy offense to anyone trying to sexualize my kinship to either Lord Sesshomaru or Avallac'h.
My attraction to them is not sexual and I do not like people trying to translate it that way.
I see them, more along the lines of ArchAngels. Protectors. Someone you can look to to always be there for you. Someone who will never hurt you. Someone who will keep you safe.
Nothing will make you my enemy faster than you trying to sexualze me, my life, or anything I do. I am asexual, on an extreme anti-sex level. I have an extreme hatred for sex. And if you try to sexualize me or anything I do, you will quickly find yourself branded one of my top most hated people on the planet.
But, yeah, I am myself ElfKin, but you can see why I find no issues with FictionKin. Also, while I tend to lurk in OtherKin communities, I don't see myself as OtherKin, because I see ElfKin and OtherKin as being 2 very different, but also very similar things.
I should also point out that I think of ElfKin and FictionKin as both separate and different from OtherKin, that they are 3 completely different things in my mind, but that none is any less valid then the other and that each of the 3 should be supportive of the other 2.
My thought is, you wouldn't be Kin to anything if you had not suffered through extreme trauma and your Kinship, is your way of coping. For is, after all, nothing more than a mental illness. The concept of Kinship, was created by a group of psychiatrists, to explain people who are not Human, but live in Human society. You can not be Kin to anything and not also be insane. That is a medical fact. And therefore, all Kin are Kin to each other through their insanity, regardless of what type of Kin they are or how they explain their Kinship.
I think of all Kinships this way. Each is distinctly different, but, all are similar enough that each should try to learn from one another and be supportive of each other.
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NaNoWriMo The ML Rumours & The KBoards Incident
Or: I am NOT a NaNoWriMo ML KENDRA SILVERMANDER YOU SLANDERING LYING ASSED BITCH FROM HELL Stop Lying About Me & Saying I am! & I did not write those wild posts on Kboards - KENDRA SILVERMANDER YOU SLANDERING LYING ASSED BITCH FROM HELL Stop Lying About Me & Saying I Did!
There Is A False Rumor Circulating, Calling Me A NaNoWriMo ML, Something I Never Was And Don't Like People Calling Me. Today, We Are Going Look At That Rumor And The Woman Who Started It
Crippled By The Psychopathic #NaNoWriMo ML - Dreading The Arrival of @NaNoWriMo 2016
If You Came Here From NaNoWriMo:
And finally, if you are one of the countless NaNoWriMo members who comes to me each year asking for advice on how do win NaNoWriMo, please know a few things:
#1) I'm not a NaNoWriMo ML and I don't know who is running around lying about me and telling you people that I am, but I am getting tired of it. I'm not a NaNoWriMo ML, I've never been a NaNoWriMo ML, and the next time someone tells you I am a NaNoWriMo ML, do me a favour and tell them to fuck off. Okay? I was a Script Frenzy ML for 3 years nearly a decade ago. Script Frenzy is a completely different writing contest/challenge/group from NaNoWriMo, and Script Frenzy also went out of business about 5 years ago. I don't know why people keep contacting me and saying: "So I heard you were a NaNoWriMo ML..." You heard? Heard where? You didn't hear it from me. I'm not affiliated with NaNoWriMo, I never have been and I don't know who is telling you that I am, but they are lying to you.
#2) The ONLY way to win NaNoWriMo is to just sit your ass down and write. That's it. That's all there is to it. Just write. Don't worry about word counts, don't waste time on the forum, just write.
#3) My word counts were: 2004=2k; 2005=5k; 2006=183k; 2007=200k across 2 books and multiple short stories; 2008/2009/2010/2011/2012 were each 230k to 280k; 2013 was 537k; 2014 & 2015 were both 75k; there, now you don't have to ask.
#4) I don't do NaNoWriMo anymore because I got sick of my email inbox being bombarded with nasty hate mail every time I reached 50k words on day 3 of the contest. Bombarded as in, I received 21,000, yes 21k, emails in 2012. That's a lot of people sending me a lot of hate that I really don't need in my life. Joining writing contests used to be fun, it's not anymore. There are too many small minded haters who act like their word count is a matter of life or death. I am disabling my contact pages and removing my contact info, in hopes that NaNoWriMo haters will stop contacting.
#5) My online accounts were hacked in 2010, again in 2011, again in 2013, twice in 2014, and twice in 2015. In each case, the hacker targeted my forum posts, my blog posts, and my Twitter account, and the majority of the attacks targeted my "How to Write" type of posts, rewriting them. It appears the hacker is a NaNoWriMo member with a chip on their shoulder and wild vendetta, which I have yet to determine their motive. In any case their attacks primarily focus on rewriting my posts and articles into gibberish nonsense and wild hysteria. As such I have now removed all 1,371 of my "Writing Guide" type articles, and will no longer be giving writing advice to future writers.
I'm sorry, I know it's not fair to those of you who had nothing to do with this small minded hater's attack, but you must understand my health is not good. Since November 2013, the only thing keeping me alive is my monthly, sometimes weekly hospital visits and surgeries.
We are only 46 days into 2016 and already I've had 2 surgeries and have 4 more lined up in the next 30 days. I'm barely able to walk these days and it is unknown how much longer I will live. I can't waste my final days trying to undo the horrific hate crimes, bullying, and hacking of my accounts that has been going on so endlessly the past couple of years. It's why you don't see me online much any more. I've more important things to do in my final days, then pander to an online bully whose identity I don't even know.
I've heard rumours, from you people emailing me - you've suggested that I have been on NaNoWriMo forums in 2013, 2014, and 2015. No. I haven't.
The last time I did the NaNoWriMo writing contest on site was November 2012. While I still doing the challenge offline with my own circle of friends, I have not logged in on the NaNoWriMo website in 4 years. My last forum post on the NaNoWriMo forums was made the first week of December 2012.
On day 3 of the 2012 contest, I rolled past 50,000 words, updated my word count via the official validator chart on the NaNoWriMo forum and hours later received a mega whopping 20,000 hate filled emails accusing me of cheating and lying about my wordcount. That was the last time I used the NaNoWriMo word count valitator.
I have no interest in certificates or awards or prizes, so there was no reason for me to continue doing NaNoWriMo on site.
I am a professional author, with secretarial training. I type at very slow one handed speed of 91 words a minute (5,000 words an hour) with spelling errors. To be a secretary requires a 2 handed typing speed of 175 words a minute (10,500 words an hour) WITHOUT spelling errors.
While it takes me 3 days to reach 50,000 words, a secretary could do it in 5 hours.
The world record for fastest typing is 211 words a minute (12,600 words an hour) - take person could complete NaNoWriMo's 50,000 word challenge in just 3 hours.
I type for 8 hours every day. With 1 hand. I have limited use of my left hand due to a stroke many years ago. I have done this since the 1980s. I published my first book in 1978. I write on average 11,000 to 17,000 words a day, every day, 7 days a week, all year long. Ad I have for 3 decades.
In 2004 I was suffering from burn out, had very bad writer's block, and was on the verge of giving up writing. I was building my Dare's Generator in an attempt to end my writer's block. A friend (who was teaching me how to build random generators) suggested I try NaNoWriMo. Me and my writing dares meet the NaNoWriMo forum August 2004.
NaNoWriMo was NOT a challenge for me. It never was. I write 50,000 words a week, every week, all year long and I have for years. Most of my years doing NaNoWriMo I never even updated my word courts, nor validated them in the system, and therefore never received any of the certificates or awards. I had absolutely no interest in those things. I'm not a competitive person, nor am I somebody interested in walls of plagues.
So why did I do NaNoWriMo at all? Prior to 2004, my writing was very serious. Only on fanfiction.net did you see my parodies and satire and dark humor and bizarro works. I had just created my Dares Generator in August 2004 and was looking for a way to test it out. I was fed up with writing serious fiction, I wanted to switch to writing satire, parodies, and dark comedy as a full time career. I took my Dares Generator to the NaNoWriMo forums and I asked members to toss the craziest most insane writing challenges at me, they could come up with.
My goal was not to write a 50,000 word novel, but rather to every day, take a writing dare and write a full complete, short story using nothing but the dares people gave me that day. That is how the Dares Thread got started. THAT was what I did on NaNoWriMo. I was never there to write a 50,000 word novel. I was there to get help with jump starting my satire career. As my fans and readers know, those daily short stories went up on fanfiction.net. People got to see immediately the result of the writing dare challenges they had given me.
Pivotal to WHY I stopped doing NaNoWriMo on site, was the change of fanfiction.net's website in 2012. Previously the site had allowed sex in stories, and most of my stories had very graphic sex scenes in them (rated MA for ages 21+ according to fanfiction.net's rating system).
In 2012, fanfiction.net split their site in 2, with the original site now being rated E, G, PG, PG13, PG16 stories only. The new site was to contain everything adult rated. Howver, rather then move the adult stories from the old site to the new site, they mass deleted some 60,000 story for being rated R, M, MA, or X, including the entire collection of my "Bride of Sesshomaru" fanfics that had been written using the NaNoWriMo challenge.
Google the event - there are thousands of authors who did not have backups of the stories they posted on fanfiction.net who were devastated by the mass deletion of all adult rated stories (no one was given prior warning it was to happen either.) I am fourtunate in being one of the authors who had backups of my stories and they are now being republished on Amazon.
So here's the thing: the combination of the "I hate you because you write too fast" typhoon of emails to arrive on day 3 of NaNoWriMo 2012, along side the fanfiction.nets mass deletion of pretty much everything I had ever posted on their site (I think there are 2 maybe 3 stories still up), was very discouraging for me and I simply moved on and never went back to either NaNoWriMo or fanfiction.net, instead focusing on editing my Bride of Sesshomaru series into a non-fanfiction fully publishable parody version.
From 2008 to 2013, I used my Twitter account to track my word counts. Because I was offline, due to my health issues, I have not posted word count updates on Twitter since 2013.
If there is anybody on the NaNoWriMo forum after December 2012, using the "EelKat" ID name -they are not me.
My health these past 3 years has not allowed me to have enough time to devote to daily updating word counts, or even writing daily anymore. Until my health improves, I simply am not able be active online. Most days I'm not even able to get out of bed. I'm in bed as much as 18 hrs a day now. My health is very poor. My ability to even stay awake more then 2 or 3 hours to a time is not good these days.
I am deeply saddened to learn that someone out there is taking advantage of my ill health and my not being active online any more, to hijack my online accounts and go out of their way to try to damage my reputation by posting the crap that has been posted via my Kboards and NaNoWriMo accounts these past 2 years.
As most of you know, I have been online since 1997. I have a 2 decades long history of being one of the most helpful go-to people on the internet and some small minded person has gone to a lot of trouble to try to kill my reputation.
For those of you watching this forum and social network drama unfold - please know that it is NOT ME writing those posts. I shut down my accounts. Those accounts using my name and claiming to be me - they are not me. I am very upset to know that out there somewhere is someone who hates me enough to go to such outlandish lengths to defame me and try destroy my reputation. May they burn for eternity in Hell.
What about KBoards?
KBoards? I still don't know what happened over there.
All I know is I was hospitalized, parlazed for 5 months with a serious life threatening back injury, I was NOT online that entire time - because I was paralized - I could NOT move! I was paralized for 5 months, then I was in a wheel chair, then I spent another 5 months relearning to walk. 2013, 2014, 2015, and now still going into 2016, I am still relearning the use of my hands and fingers - yes, I can't type well anymore - it's why you don't see me online any more SINCE OCTOBER 2013 and why I've stopped publishing my weekly short stories & monthly novels & daily blog posts.
Simply put, in 2013, someone drove a backhoe over my house, then beat me up and left me for dead, and now 3 years later I am still recovering from that event which happened August 8, 2013 and I HAVE BEEN OFFLINE EVER SINCE.
All I know is I was hospitalized, paralyzed for 5 months with a serious life threatening back injury, I was NOT online that entire time - because I was paralyzed - I could NOT move!
I was paralyzed for 5 months, then I was in a wheel chair, then I spent another 5 months relearning to walk. 2013, 2014, 2015, and now still going into 2016, I am still relearning the use of my hands and fingers - yes, I can't type well anymore - it's why you don't see me online any more and why I've stopped publishing my weekly short stories - my life these past 3 years has been nothing but one surgery after another, with weeks of recovery in between.
We are 61 days into the year 2016 and I've already had 2 surgeries and have 4 more scheduled within the next 30 days.
I'm not well. Every day is a fight just to stay alive. And somewhere out there is a very mean, very cruel, very cold hearted, very hate filled person who hacked pretty much all of my online accounts.
Over all, I was offline completely for 18 months and only online once every few weeks for the following year. Most of 2013, the ENTIRE YEAR of 2014, and into 2015. I'm only just started to get online again now in February 2016.
Whoever it was that was posting via my accounts on Twitter, FaceBook, KBoards, NaNoWriMo and others from October 2013 to February 2016 - it wasn't me. And I am needless to say, quite upset by what happened.
At some point, someone highjacked my KBoards account (as well my Yahoo, Twitter, WordPress, Blogger, NaNoWriMo and several other accounts) and began re-writing all of my old blog and forum posts, as well as sending out new posts, pretending to be me.
Near as I can tell, the hacker had full control of my accounts throughout most of 2014.
The problem is, I was offline the entire time and no idea it was going on, and being hospitalized, you know, and DYING...I had no way of knowing or even being informed of what was going on, online. I had no way to stop what was happening, because I didn't even know it was happening. And had I died, it likely would still be going on.
Think about that part: I could have died. I could be dead right now, and the hacker would still be posting that shit, and people wouldn't even know I was dead and would still be thinking I was posting that stuff.
I went offline October 2013, after being beat up and left for dead, in my own driveway.
I was notified of the hack 13 months later in November 2014, while in the hospital, prepping for yet another surgery.
I was in the hospital when I got the message of what was going on on my Kboards account. The posts on my Kboards accounts was so horrific, that I didn't wait until recovering to delete those, I deleted those FROM THE HOSPITAL, from the surgery prep waiting room, 10 minutes before going into yet another surgery.
It was March 2015 before I was able to regain access to most of my accounts, at which point I shut them down and deleted the posts.
The KBoards account, was by far the worst of the hackers mess. I did not read all of the posts. I read a few paragraphs of the first 5 or 6 posts and then deleted everything. The things the hacker posted via my accounts was absolutely disgusting and offensive on so many levels.
I am horrified by the monstrous things this hacker did via my accounts. Whoever it was that was posting via my accounts on Twitter, FaceBook, KBoards, NaNoWriMo and others from October 2013 to February 2016 - it wasn't me. People who actually know me, knew it wasn't me - they knew I was dying in the hospital, they knew, I'm still not recovered yet, and they knew it wasn't "my voice". They knew how I "talk" when I write and knew it wasn't me.
Unfortunately, people who don't know me, people who are not my long time followers and readers, did not know, that the person posting on my accounts was no me, and the hacker DID do a lot of damage.
As you can see, from my Twitter account - in 2013, last time I logged in, I had 20,000 followers. In 2016 when I regained control of my account, it had just under 2,000 followers. That's a 90% loss in followers, because a hacker had hijacked my accounts and was posting utter lunacy.
Who did it and why? I don't know. But what is known - the ISPN of the hacker, was a public access computer, at a library, just 14 minutes from my driveway. Whoever the hacker was - they were VERY local. And that's terrifying.
Our primary suspect is the infamous stalker who called herself The Silver Salamander. Her real name and identity is unknown. I have received threats from a local NaNoWriMo member for several years (since 2006) every November. This is the same NaNoWriMo member who every year starts a thread on NaNoWriMo forums title "Will someone please kill EelKat for me?" and from what people have told me, appears to be the person spreading the lies that falsely accuse me of being a NaNoWriMo ML.
This is the same NaNoWriMo member who created 52 fake Amazon accounts to blast all of my books with 52 fake 1 star reviews which said: "retarded books, with retarded characters, written by retards, for retards" followed by the statements "we need to kill her career" and "she ought to be shot in the head". These are IDENTICAL to the statements that were made, interestingly enough, by 52 accounts on KBoards forums, during the time period of the hijacking of my accounts. It appears that whoever this Silver Salamander person is, they are the one behind the hacking and hijacking of my Kboards, NaNoWriMo, Twitter, and other accounts.
Frighteningly, a red haired woman, wearing "Janis Joplin glasses" CLAIMING to be this Silver Salamander person, has a bad habit of showing up at local cafes and restaurants around town to scream death threats to my face. (She claims to be an unpublished author in competition with me, stating I'm publishing too many books too fast and getting too far ahead of her, citing that she will "do what it takes to destroy your career". She shows up every time I publish a new book. Who this stalker is, why she is targeting me, or why she has unleashed this terrifyingly, wild, psychotically deranged vendetta against me, remains unknown.
Another suspect - This very massive hacking, is very similar to the hacks that happened in 2007 and 2010. And we do know who did that. The man was a "professional hacker" hacks, business security systems for a living. The man you all know as "My Stalker". He went to prison in September 2011. From September 2011 to August 2014. Yes. He's been released from prison. And he lives 1 block away, from the public access computer that was used to hack my accounts.
I've heard rumours, from you people emailing me - you've suggested that I have been on KBoards forums in 2013, 2014, and 2015. No. I haven't. If there is anybody on the KBoards forum after 2012, using the "EelKat" ID name -they are not me.
When I was informed that my old account became a "zombie account" (meaning a forum account where the owner had not logged in, for more then a year, then suddenly became active with uncharacteristic posts), I went to KBoards October 27, 2014 to see what people were talking about. Yes. It was true, someone had resurrected my account and was plagiarizing my old blog posts off of my WordPress blog (not used since 2010), rewriting them and making it look like I was posting new forum posts on KBoards. I deleted all of the posts, contacted the forum admins to tell them what happened and requested they lock down my account. I don't know if thy did or not, as I have not been back to KBoards since.
If my account is still activated on KBoards, it should have ZERO posts on it, because I wiped the account. Any posts showing on my Kboards account after August 2013 were NOT written by me.
Meet The Kboards Hacker:
Since 1997 SpaceDock 13 Was An Author Homepage To Find Out About My Books
Since 2003 This Site Was a Database of 6,000+ How-To Articles For Writers & Self-Publishers
In 2013 I went offline After a Cyber Bully Went Offline To Beat Me Up At College...
From November 2013 to March 2016 I was recovering From My Injuries...
From November 2013 to March 2016 a Hacker Was On My Site, Impersonating Me, and Rewriting All of My Articles :(
Now In 2016 All of my 20 years of hard work, have been obliterated by a small minded, evil hearted, jealous, hate mongering terrorist bigot.
Yes, the 6,000 How To Write & Self Publish Articles Are No Longer Online. It Took Me 20 Years To Write Them, and Three Years For A Hacker To Destroy Them
Will The Articles Return? Not Likely As I Have A.L.S. (Lou Gerhig's Disease) Which Is The REASON WHY I Was Doing the 2015/2016 Cross Country Book Signing Tour
Which as You Know Was Canceled Because The Same Cyberbully, Attempted Murderer, Stalker, Hate Monger, Attacked offline again Vandalising My Tour Bus 3 Days Before The Start Date of The Tour And Kidnapping My Cats.
In Response To The Monstrously Horrific Acts of Hate This Stalker Has Committed, My web site Is Now Being Changed...
...And Instead Of Being A Place For Authors To Seek Advice In Self-Publishing, as it has been for 19 years...
...It Is Now Going To Tell You What Happened...
The Illness I Have, Means That Even If I Survive This Stalker's Increasingly Violent attacks,
I Still Will Not Live To See The Next Decade...
...But I will Live, Long enough, To Expose To The World, The TRUTH Of The CyberBully Attacks That Went Offline
Don't Let What Happened To Me Happen To Someone Else
Don't Let What These Bigoted Hate Mongering Terrorists Did To Me Be Forgotten
Never let it be forgotten the terror and destruction brought about by bigoted hate mongers who let their false rumours and wild imaginations run away with them...
End The Hate Know The Truth
Never Forget, What The Gay-Hating Residents of Old orchard Beach, Did To The Crippled STRAIGHT Woman, They Falsely Accused of Being A Transexual Gay Man.
Welcome To A REAL Inside Look At Transphobia in Maine Watch the Video End the Hate Know the Truth
November 14, 2013: A man with a 4-door white pick up truck beat me up, paralyzing me for 5 months, leaving me 18 months relearning to walk and type, resulting in my being offline from November 14, 2013 to March 30, 2016
From November 2013 to March 2016 an as of yet unidentified (LOCAL - ISPN 7 miles from my home) hacker, took over 300+ of my forum, social network, etc accounts, impersonating me, pretending to be me and slandering my reputation with several thousand wild and outrageous posts, spreading monstrous rumors and lies about me via all of my accounts...
I was horrified to return to the internet after 3 years of medical leave, to find my accounts in shambled, totally taken over and hijacked by a monstrous stalking troll, unlike anything I have ever encountered.
All of my old accounts are gone now and a new account has been created, to set the record straight about the rumours spread by the Kboards Hacker in my 3 year absence.
The Truth Behind The Rumours: Debunking The Lies Spread By My Stalker: EelKat Responds To The Kboard's Hacker's Posts
Welcome to the REAL Old Orchard Beach Where Gun Toting Gay Hating Bullies Stalk A Crippled, Half Blind, Retarded Autistic Girl and Murder Her Pets Because They Falsely Believes Her To Be a Gay Transvestite, Simply Because She Writes Transvestite Fictional Characters
PLEASE HELP ME.
June 10, 2016 - Old Orchard Beach's psycho lunatic in a 4 door white pick up truck stalking me again. Threatening to kill me with gun. Following me to work. Using his truck to try to push me off the road. The Transphobic Gay Hater who tried to run me off the road then followed me to work - AGAIN. I am a mentally retarded autistic (and not gay) senior woman that he (she?) is falsely accusing of being gay and therefore deserving of being shot in the head.
The murder of 12 cats (poisoned), 2 cats (beheaded), 75 pet roosters (hung in noses in my rose bushes), a bomb blew up my house (October 18, 2006), a backhoe drove over my barn (July 2001),pictures of guns keep being left on my front door, 3 dogs murdered (one hung in tree), backhoe drove over my house (April 2008), car cut in half (May 2010), backhoe drove over my house (August 8, 2013), beaten up and left for dead - paralyzed 5 months - 18 month relearning to walk - now crippled for the rest of my life (November 14, 2013), 3 feet deep of feces put in my motorhome (April 10, 2015), 10 cats kidnapped - their heads beaten in (April 10, 2015), bullet holes shot through hen house (February 2014), 7 dump trucks of garbage tires and appliances were dumped on my gardens - creating a junk pile 175' long, 30' wide and 12' tall...
An unidentified man with the 4 door white pick-up truck is currently following me everywhere I go, trying to force me off the road...and is believed to be the same white truck that has been seen leaving my driveway every time one of these events happened.
He arrives in my driveway carrying a gun and yelling "That is Ken's son, that thing is too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach, Kill or be killed, remember what the transexual did at Saco Shaws, we got to kill them, before they kill us all". I do not know who this man is or why he is doing it. If you know this man's identity, please report him to the police.
This guy is not much bigger then me, only about 5'6" or 5'7", very skinny, wears really big dark sunglasses that cover most of his face, and wears a shaggy white wig that resembles a messed up version of the "Moe haircut" from The Three Stooges. He never gets close enough for me to see his face and it could possibly be a woman disguised as a man.
There also appears to be THREE DIFFERENT 4-door white trucks. one had black door handles, another DID NOT, and one had "side spoilers" at the back windows with swirl design shaped windows in it. (The Maine plates but it is difficult to read a license plate while the psychopath driver is using their truck as a battering ram to push you off the road.)
Shortly after the truck follows me (with-in a half hour) a blond woman shows up and raises hell in my workplace, screaming through the store as loud as she can: "That is EelKat, that's a man. that THING wants to kill my husband!"
The woman, is about 50 or 60, has saloon straightened shoulder length "striped" fake blond hair (stripes of bleach blond and dark blond).
This same woman has attacked me multiple times while I was grocery shopping at Saco, Shaws, where she rams a shopping cart into my crippled leg as hard as she can...while ranting and chanting "It's kill or be killed! The Transexuals are all alike! Remember Saco Shaws!" (A transexual murdered someone in Saco Shaws in 2015.)
This woman is about the same build as the wig-wearing man in the 4 door white pick-up truck and I believe, the "man" who follows me is actually this woman, ironically BEING A TRANSVESTITE herself by DRESSING LIKE A MAN.
Interestingly, both the wig man and the blond woman are the same build as the cyber bully who calls herself "NaNowriMo ML Kendra Silvermander", the woman who has for several years posted death threats on the NaNoWriMo State of Maine Regional Forums. She yearly starts a thread titled "Will someone please kill EelKat for me?"
A bomb was put in my house October 18, 2006, two days after she put an online request for a hit man on the NaNoWriMo forum October 16, 2006.
Yes NaNoWriMo was alerted to the slew of death threats flooding their forum (more then once, with the last time being October 2013, days before I was attacked and crippled November 2013)... and being posted by one of THEIR OWN EMPLOYEES.
NaNoWriMo's DragonChilde's response was this: "We always side with our ML in matters like this. The ML is always right."
To my knowledge NaNoWriMo never looked into the death threats, not even after the bomb blew up my house in October 2006 nor after the psychopath beat me up and crippled me for life in November 2013.
Kendra's favorite phrases to post on the NaNoWriMo forum are:
"EelKat deserves to be shot in the head. It's my turn to shine!"
"I'm going to shoot EelKat in the head. She keeps stepping on my toes. It's my turn to shine!"
"Will someone please shoot EelKat in the head for me? It's my turn to shine!"
"Retards don't deserve to live. EelKat is retarded. She should die and make the world a better place."
"Retarded authors shouldn't be allowed to write. EelKat writes retarded books, about retarded characters, by retarded authors, for retarded readers."
"How come a retard can get published and I can't? It's my turn to shine!"
"Retards ought to be shot in the head."
"Will someone please kill EelKat for me? She wants to steal my thunder! It's my turn to shine!"
In person she has additionally phrases:
"It's not November. You're not allowed to write. I'm the ML. I get to say who can write. Don't you dare write another book. I'm the ML, not you, ME! Stop stepping on my toes! It's my turn to shine! Stop stealing my thunder!"
If she sees me in a public place writing, she goes into a rage saying I'm only allowed to write novels in November and only during NaNoWriMo and only if she says I can, citing because she's the NaNoWriMo ML of Maine no one in the state of Maine is allowed to write without getting her permission first (one time when she did this I was not even writing a novel, but instead writing an essay for college class.) When she sees me writing in public, she also accuses me of "holding NaNoWriMo Write-Ins and pretending to be a NaNoWriMo ML. I've been writing in public places (as do most authors) since 1983 a good decade before NaNoWriMo existed.
(I'm not sure why, but she also is constantly accusing me of being an ML - I'm not, never have been, can't figure out why she's accusing me of such- and has had several very public mental breakdowns of screaming hysteria, while accusing me of being after her "ML job". She seems to think that EVERY author who writes in public is trying to "steal" her "thunder!")
I had never met her or heard of her before she showed up at Panera. We had never crossed paths online, though I have since learned that she has been posting these death threats and rants online for well over a decade.
I had never met her or heard of her before she showed up at Panera. We had never crossed paths online, though I have since learned that she has been posting these death threats and rants online for well over a decade.
In person, like a broken record she gets stuck on certain lines while talking:
"It's my turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine! My turn to shine!"
...and seems to not have the ability to "turn the chant off" once it gets started.
She is obsessed with using the word "retard" and "retarded" and many variations of the phrase "shot in the head" and ends most sentences with "It's my turn to shine" as though it were a period.
In her forum posts, she brags steadily of "I'm supposed to be on meds" and "I can't do NaNoWriMo while taking my meds." And brags to stop taking her "meds" every April, May, October, and November, in order to "compete in NaNoWriMo" (NaNoWriMo is not a competition).
Interestingly, ALL of the vandalisms, hate crimes, violence, bombs, pet murders, beatings, etc that have occurred between 2001 and 2016, have ALL occurred in April, May, October, and November, EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM.
INTERESTING FACT: 2015 and 2016 saw STEADY attacks on my pets and property, starting April 2015. Also that same time, NaNoWriMo rolled out MONTHLY all year long writing challenges, no longer just in April and November.
Whoever this Kendra person is, she seems to be an unpublished author with a serious inferiority complex and is trying to "boost" herself by violently attacking published authors, and has a violently dangerous mental disorder that surfaces every time she stops taking her "meds".
A woman claiming to be Kendra has shown up at several restaurants while I was eating, to threaten me in person, citing that she is an unpublished author and "You had better not publish another book before I do". Often threatening to shoot me in the head if I dare publish a novel before she does. She often says while laughing "I'm off my meds."
Kendra in person, is TERRIFYING. She screams steady, yelling loudly, shrieking hysterically, flying clenched fists in my face, punching walls and slamming things on tables, and has wild infuriated eyes filled with raging insanity. I grew up with the Scottish Travellers - a Gypsy clan known for it's high strung violent leaders and I've never seen anyone as violently deranged and psychopathic out of their head as this strange Kendra woman who attacks me at Panera is. I have had to stop eating at the Panera restaurant in Westbrook because of her repeated and violent attacks.
This Kendra person looks like Janis Joplin, is about 50 to 60, has long red curly hair (that looks to be a "Brave" wig) and is prone to hysterically screaming at the top of her lungs and making big scenes.
It is my belief that Kendra Silvermander person, the blond woman, and the wig man are in fact all ONE PERSON, given they all have a similar body type/height/build and are all prone to wild shrieking fits in public places.
Interestingly ALL THREE of these people are convinced that I am a man, and accuse me of being gay and transexual.
I am a woman. I've had 2 miscarriages. Men can't do that. Females can't be gay.
I CosPlay a bi-sexual transvestite Elf Wizard from Dungeons and Dragons at comic book conventions, festivals, and beaches and it appears my stalker can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality, believing the "gay" Elf wizard to be a real person. (Though the character is bi-sexual, ALL THREE of these people, refer to him as "gay" clearly not knowing the difference. Also they refer to him as a transexual, which he isn't, the character only wears dresses, he makes no attempt to be a female. Again, this stalker doesn't know the meanings of these words.)
Whoever this person is he/she is seriously psychotically deranged, very dangerous, carries weapons, uses a 4-door white pick-up truck as a weapon, has tried to kill me twice now (the bomb that blew up my house in 2006 and crippling me in 2013), and has killed dozens of my pets.
This person is HIGHLY DANGEROUS and claims to be ARMED, If you see them, DO NOT approach them. Please, call the police and help them put this mentally deranged psychopath in prison.
Please, if you know who this person is, please tell the police, please help me BEFORE he/she kills me!
EelKat as Quaraun the Insane, The Gay Transvestite Moon Elf Wizard
I am a female and I am a CosPlayer, I CosPlay transvestite Elves and transvestite demons from comic books and because I CosPlay non-human transvestite characters from fantasy and science fiction comic book at festivals, this man believes I am what he terms "a gay transexual terrorist". This man can not tell the difference between reality and a costume of a fictional character.
I am not gay, not transexual, not a terrorist, but he refuses to believe this and is 100% convinced that he must in his words "I keep a gun under the seat of my truck for shooting woodchucks, I'm gonna blow your head off, you thing"
We believe this to be the same man who beat me up crippling me, as well as the same man who hacked my online accounts and impersonated me online for 3 years.
He never gets close enough for me to see his face. I don't know who he is. This man is a terrorist. He is threatening to kill me, because he thinks I'm gay. Please help me, BEFORE HE KILLS ME.
EelKat as Quaraun the Insane, The Gay Transvestite Moon Elf Wizard
Now on a cane and crippled for the rest of her life, because the gay-haters of Old Orchard Beach see nothing wrong with beating up a woman they FALSELY BELIEVE to be a gay man, leaving her paralized for 5 months, spending 3 years relearning to walk and type.
And while she was offline those 3 years recovering from the attempted murder, the gay haters added insult to injury by hacking all of her online accounts and impersonating her, writing many lewd child porn posts, while bragging of being "a gay transexual" in their monstrous attempt to convice the world I was what they term "a gay transexual terrorist"
THIS is the reality of what it means to live in the gay-hating community of Old Orchard Beach.
They tried to kill me, they tried to impersonate me, but after 3 years offline and 3 years of no Gay Elf Wizard greeting the tourists on the beach... I'm back, and the character I Cosplay is gayer than ever now...and seeing how I'm the author of the books he's featured in...I've rewritten one of the novels, crippling him, putting him on a cane, thus allowing me to continue to CosPlay him, now that I am stuck on a cane.
Who Is EelKat?
A lot of you already know me, but if you don't, my name is EelKat Wendy Christine Allen. I am the founder of the Procter & Gamble Boycott; the "Gypsy witch" from Stephen King's movie The Thinner (not the actress in the movie, but the REAL Gypsy witch the actress acted out); and owner of the World's Most Haunted Car, the real life car Stephen King's "Christine" was based off of.
I am an author, artist, & art car designer. I began publishing stories in 1978. Since than I have published 170+ novels, 600+ short stories, 2,000+ non-fiction articles, a few Disney comic book scripts, and a few dozen stage plays. I am also a Voodoo Priestess rank of Medsen Fey Marija Loa to Damballa Weddo and the current Queen of the Scottish Gypsy clan of Maine.
I have lived in Old Orchard Beach, on the Ricker Homestead (aka the filming location of the movie The Thinner) since 1975, where I write my books, grow insane amounts of rose bushes, and build the wild art cars, locals know me for, including The Dazzling Razzberry aka The Autism Awareness Car and No Hurry/Rosebud aka The Transgender Awareness Tour Bus.
From 1997 to 2013 I was active on 300+ forums and 60+ social network accounts, at one point having a fan base of 3 million followers across these accounts.
On November 14, 2013, I simply vanished offline. Paralyzed/hospitalized and with no way to contact you to tell you what happened, EelKat simply disappeared from the internet without a trace, not to return again, until: March 30, 2016.
At some point between November 2013 and August 2014, a hacker took over nearly all of my online accounts and has been impersonating me on forums and social networks for the past 3 years.
After being beaten/paralyzed I have been offline, recovering & relearning to walk & type. I am now returning online, crippled for the rest of my life (I will never be able to walk unaided again & can only type with 1 hand now). I am returning online after 3 year medical leave, to find that nearly all of my social network and forum accounts were hacked/hijacked by an unknown troll who has spent the past 3 years impersonating me online and, near as I can tell, doing quite a bit of damage to my reputation.
I have shut down most of my social network and forum accounts as I am simply not medically able to deal with the mess the hacker has made of my online accounts, and seeing how I am not yet recovered enough to type, to tell you why I was offline the last 3 years, I have now started a YouTube channel to talk to you via videos instead.
The hacker was able to impersonate me on forums, largely because of the autonominity of forums - you can not see my face or hear my voice to know if it really is me on the other side or not. For this reason I have shut down my forum accounts and from now on will be talking to you via YouTube videos so that you can see my face and hear my voice and know for certain, you really are talking to the REAL EelKat and not someone trying to deceive you by impersonating me.
Yes, after 3 years of medical hell, I'm back online. These first few months I'll be testing video making, so expect crappy videos at first while I figure out how to make them. Look for my none-test "actual" videos (filmed in my writing office instead of my car) to start showing up after September 23, 2016.
In the meantime, I am looking for ideas and suggestions from my fans, for what kind of videos you want to see me start making. I'm taking your ideas and requests now, and will start making your requested videos in September 2016.
If you have questions you want me to answer in an upcoming video, or have an idea for a video for me to make, you can send your questions and/or ideas to me at:
EelKat Wendy C Allen
146 Portland Ave
Old Orchard Beach, ME 04064-1520
(Yes, I do save all your postcards, cards, and letters. I started collecting your wonderful fan mail in 1997 and haven't thrown any of them away. I still have every single letter, postcard, and card you've ever sent me. Thank you, thank you, thank you! I love it when you send me postcards of your home town. Thank you so much for sending them!)
Welcome to my YouTube Channel, please subscribe to get updated on the newest videos.Thank you for stopping by and as always, have a great and glorious sunny shinny day and may all your clouds be lined with rhinestones.
Hugs and kisses to my wonderful fans. Love you all! Talk to you again soon.
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Answering Reader Question (May 2016)
[QUOTE=name removed]I'm a member of several Kindle Facebook groups, as well as dedicated Kindle forums. Believe it or not, a lot of the tips mentioned here are actually superior to the advice I get from those other sources, who knew?
Anyway, I would like to know what factors come into play when building a solid Kindle author brand or platform. I know that this is crucial to developing a sustainable self-selling system for books on Amazon. I also already know that book quality is crucial.
Of course, you have to give your customers what they're looking for. But outside of that, what other factors come into play when it comes to building a credible and powerful author brand? This might seem like a simple or even naïve question, but I hope it isn’t. Why? Let's face it, if quality is the only arbiter of success, then there would be a lot more successful authors on Kindle, but there isn’t.
There are many authors out there that probably substandard stuff who makes money hand over fist. I've also read Kindle books that are really well-written, well-thought-out, and expertly put together and they're gathering cyber dust. What gives?[/QUOTE]
For me, the factors that came into play for building an author brand (because Kindle wasn't around when I started) was interaction with my fans.
I love my fans. I love meeting my fans. I love chatting with my fans online. I love signing books for them. I love having my picture taken with them. etc. etc. etc.
That means doing book signing tours, having booths at carnivals, conventions, festivals, etc.
That means business cards, posters, press releases to newspapers, etc.
I don't do online marketing, at least not in the traditional way people think of it. I don't use email or lists or affiliates or squeeze pages or any of those things.
I do more offline marketing, and my biggest offline marketer is my car, which has 2.5million marbles glued to every inch of it. I have signs about my books taped to the windows, and I work at Maine's largest WalMart. So for 8 hours a day, my car is sitting in front of WalMart advertising my books, as no one can resist stopping to touch a car that is covered in marbles.
This results in a lot of local people buying my books, and in turn results in a lot of local fans, hanging around my car, waiting for me to come out of work, so they can get their books signed and get photos with me and my car. Most days it takes me more then an hour to get from the parking lot after work, as there is always someone at my car, and often more then 30 people to a time, at my car.
Globally I'm not a high sales author and most of my books are bottom feeders, each selling 1 to 3 copies a week. If you live in Maine, than I'm probably a household word in your family, but outside of Maine chances are you've never heard of me. Most people know if they hover around my Amazon page long enough, all my books eventually go free at least once every 90 days, so I get lots of high spikes of free downloads and not many sales in between free days as a result. I'm fine with this, because money never was my goal in writing books.
Another thing that attracts local readers for me, is the very localness of my books. All of my books are set in Maine and feature Maine speaking characters, Maine foods, Maine landmarks, Maine restaurants...if you don't live in Maine a lot of the "Easter Eggs" in my books will be lost on you, but Mainers pick it up and are "OMG! I used to eat there! Ayah, that place is just like this."
So for me, author branding is about [B]Knowing Your Audience[/B].Now, I COULD write a more popular genre, one that attracts readers the world over, but, I don't. I like the genre I write. I have fun writing the genre I write. And so that's why you don't see me doing a lot of online marketing and instead see me doing a lot of local offline marketing. Simple fact is, most of the readers for the stuff I write are local residents in a 14 mile radious of my home.
When I say I write local, I mean very local. Not even the entire state of Maine is my target audience, but rather, just a tiny 5 town section of Maine, known as The Saco Bay Region.
So for me, it's all about targeting my readers. And knowing what my readers want. I know everyone says to know your audience, but most people really don't know their audience. They think they do, but if I asked you the following, could answer them?
Where does you target audience eat?
What car does your target audience drive?
Where do they work?
Where do they shop?
What is their income?
Where do they live?
How many children do hey have?
I can answer those questions. Can you?
Where does you target audience eat?
Pepperell Square, Saco Maine: Pizza by Micheal, The Golden Rooster, or Rapid Rays, being the most popular of the many little hole in the wall restaurants my readers eat at in Pepperell Square
What car does your target audience drive?
Cadillac, Lincoln. Roll Royce, sometimes a Hearse. Big, fancy, expensive, also 20 or 30 or 40 years old, very rusty, and probably bought it for under $1,000 off craigslist. Usually painted something like pink and purple zebra stripes, with rhinestone spokes, and skulls on the dash.
Where do they work?
Pepperell Mill, Northdam Mill, WalMart, 7-11, or one of the many little tiny mom-n-pop shops that fill this mill town district. Or they are lobstermen, sprimpmen, or alwivemem, or they run the amusment park rides at Palace Playland or Funtown or Aquaboggan or they run the scam joints, I mean souvenir shop that sell .99c China junk for $100 to the tourists in the summer. Hey, this is Old Orchard Beach. A town run by us Gypsies. Hey, Stephen King filmed Thinner here for a reason.
Where do they shop?
WalMart, 7-11, or one of the many little tiny mom-n-pop shops that fill this mill town district.
What is their income?
The average 2 income family of 8, according to USA .gov census of 2014 is $24,000 a year.
Where do they live?
In the many little 4 to 8 family townhouses that line the river up and down the mills.
How many children do hey have?
Average is 6. No one less then 4. Several have more then 12. At least one has 15. And that's CHILDREN PER WIFE. Oh, yeah, I did say PER WIFE. Polygamy is not uncommon around here.
That is my target audience: the residents of Saco Bay, Maine, which includes the towns: Old Orchard Beach, Saco, Biddeford, Scarborough, Pine Point, Ocean Park, and Camp Elise.
Approximately 26,000 people, about half of which I have meet face to face, and about 3,000 of which I know on a first name basis.
Now I know that is a bit extreme, but it does show you that, I know who my target readers are and because I know them so very well, I can write EXACTLY what they want to read.
Sure, it's harder to be as detailed in a more global market, but I find it's far better to cater to a small target, rather then just scattering books out at random and praying every person on the planet will read them.
Online authors are always telling me: "Do more marketing", "Get a list!", blah, blah...uhm... 1/3 of my target audience, doesn't have electricity, let alone the internet...half of them have never heard of Amazon. I spent an hour last summer, trying to explain to a local man, that Amazon was website, on a computer... because he wanted to read one of my books, and that particular book is a Kindle only book, there is no print edition. His response was to yell at me, saying it was highway robbery for me to force him to buy a plane ticket and fly all the way to South America, to buy my book at some exclusive bookstore in the Amazon rainforest. A guy in America, in his 40s, in 2015. Didn't know what the internet was. Never heard of Amazon or ebooks. And most of Maine is like that. I'm a freak because I have a computer - there is a local pastor who runs around telling people, I am the child of Satan, because own a computer. Hey, Welcome to Maine.
THAT is my target audience. That is why most of my books are print only, and sold locally. That is why I don't focus my marketing online or with email lists.
And THAT is how I've built an "author brand" that has lasted 40 years. Online & globally, few people know my books. But offline and locally, here in Maine, I bigger household word then Stephen King. No one in Maine reads Stephen King, and no one in Maine really likes him, he never comes out of that house, never out and about, hobnobbing with the locals or hugging his fans and signing books and posing for pictures, like I do.
So there are different ways of looking at it. Globally, someone like King is seen as a huge success, because the whole world knows his name. But locally, everybody is, "Oh yeah, that's just Stephen King, He don't talk to anybody any more." But then, globally, no one has ever heard of me, but locally everybody is: "OMG! It's EelKat, Is she on her way into The Golden Rooster? I'm gonna go see if I can grab a seat at her table, she invites fans to eat with her you know. I've had dinner with her before. She's cool. She's don't chase her fans out like Stephen King does. She loves her fans."
I do love my fans. And I never know who's eating with me. But somebody always is.
That's my reputation. That's what I'm known for: I love my fans. I eat dinner with my fans. I go shopping with my fans.
I've had people tell me, that what I do is what is called "a politician personality". A person who acts like they are campaigning for an election, so is always there to smile for the camera, and small talk with "the little people" (There are also locals who petition trying to get me to run for various local offices, but I have no interest in politics.)
So, success becomes a matter of perspective here: Most people online, would probably see my Kindle sales are a failure of epic proportions. But then again, they's never seen me drive a rhinestone encrusted Volvo at the head of a local parade either.
There is much more to success then money: there is love, family, and community as well. And those are things I value far more then money. Which is WHY you don't see me trying to cater to a global market, why you don't see me putting more of my books on Kindle... I care about my local community, and my local community knows that. I'm not after hoards of money and online internet marketing glory. I'm here to make the lives of the people in my home town, better, happier, more filled with joy. And in that, I'm very successful.
I think, before any author can try to build a "successful author brand" the first thing they need to know, is what do they deem the word "success" to be, what type of author do they want to be seen as to their fans, and what talents do they have that they can use to promote reaching those goals.
The answer is going to be different for every author.
And finally: Beware of underhanded tactics of the new breed of so-called self published author - the type that impersonates you online, hijacks all your forum and social network accounts, then posts lewd, psychotic, hateful, mean, crap via your own accounts, pretending to be you, while posting very derogatory stuff in an attempt to destroy your career and reputation as an author.
I know of 73 authors this has happened to - all 73 of them had accounts with Kboards & NaNoWriMo and suspect it was BECAUSE they were on those 2 forums, that their accounts with hacks and hijacked.
It happened to me, that's how I found out about it. Here's what happened:
I joined the internet in 1997. Between 1997 and 2013 I had created more then 300 forum & social network accounts. I had a huge online following, including 20,000 followers on Twitter. I also had a reputation of helping everyone, never saying an unkind word, helping mediate forum wars to keep the peace, and giving away thousands of copies of my books for free when every one said doing so was crazy - because I would rather see my fans happy then make scads of money.
I wrote 1,371 "How To" articles for authors (most of the articles between 7,000 to 20,000 words long, each) on how to get ideas, how to create characters, how to self publish, how to market, etc, etc, etc.
In 2003 I started the "Ask EelKat" advice column, where I weekly, sometimes daily, answered reader questions about writing, publishing, etc. Between 2003 and 2013 I had written 6,000 articles for the series, most 700 to 2,000 words each.
Then in 2013, I simply vanished from the internet, not to return until March 2016.
November 14, 2013 someone beat me up, leaving me paralyzed. I started training to learn how to walk again February 2014, but fell, damaging the same injury and would not be able to try to relearn to walk until May 2014.
I spent May 2014 to October 2014 relearning to walk.
From October 2014 to March 2015, I began relearning to use my hands and relearning to type.
By March 2016, I have regained the use of 3 fingers of one hand and now type with those 3 finger. When you know that my highest clocked typing speed was 175 words per minute and in 2010 I averaged 91 words per minute, you then relive how frustrating it is now, that I have lost the use of my hands, which for me is far more frustrating then the loss of the use of my legs.
It is now May 2016 and I am out of the wheelchair and walking with a cane, and do most of my typing now with the help of a DigiMemo because I still have limited use of my hands.
And yet, I now find out that the online world, HAD NO IDEA I was offline, hospitalized, crippled, paralyzed, and dying, for 3 years, because, for those same 3 years, my online accounts went psycho frenzy crazy, posting a lot of very out of character posts.
Unknown to me at the time, was that a NaNoWriMo ML had hired a hitman to kill me and then hacked my accounts pretending to be me, in an attempt to destroy my 20 years of building a reputation as the #1 go to guru for writing advice. Her most notable posts were the 3,000+ wild, crazed, rants that she let lose on Kboards from 2013 through 2015 - posting from MY PROFILE - pretending she was me!!!!!!
Why this woman did this? I'm not sure. I still don't yet know the identity of this psychotically deranged, very dangerous woman who typed to have me killed, then spent 3 years impersonating me online.
What we do know, is that she is the same woman who in 2010, sent my several thousand emails in the month of October, all saying that, she could not write, it was my fault, and lots of threats that, if I dared to publish another book before she did, she would blow my brains out.
Near as I can tell, the woman behind the nightmarish hack of my online accounts, is an unpublished novelist (in serious need of mental help) and turned to insane levels of cyber stalking, rather then just writng her book and trying to get it published.
Why have I told you this?
Because... you asked
[QUOTE=name removed]There are many authors out there that probably substandard stuff who makes money hand over fist. I've also read Kindle books that are really well-written, well-thought-out, and expertly put together and they're gathering cyber dust. What gives?[/QUOTE]
I wrote my first book in 1978.
It is now 40 years, 170+ novels, 600+ short stories, 2,000+ articles, a few comic books, and a couple dozen stage plays later.
What have I learned?
Be it print or ebooks, doesn't matter 90% of what gets published, is never going to sell 5,000 copies in it's ENTIRE published lifetime. That has been the way the publishing industry has been for over a century. That's never gonna change.
If you want to be an author, and you want to make sales, you learn to do one of 2 things
#1: You write one book, you publish that book, and then you market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, market, .. for the rest of your life or until you get bored with that book and write a second book.
This works because every time someone turns around, there you are, and eventually they get so sick of seeing your face, they buy your book. (And do know the difference between spamming and marketing...learn to market without spamming.)
#2: You write one book, publish that book, write a second book, publish that book, write a third book, publish that book, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, write, publish, for the rest of your life or until you decide writing is not the career for you.
This works because every time someone turns around, there you are with yet another new book release, and eventually they get so sick of seeing your face, they buy your book, and then buy another, and another, and another...
Note that on Kindle, this method only work if you publish a new title EVERY SINGLE MONTH like clockwork.
So what does any of all that have to do with this?
[QUOTE=name removed]There are many authors out there that probably substandard stuff who makes money hand over fist. I've also read Kindle books that are really well-written, well-thought-out, and expertly put together and they're gathering cyber dust. What gives?[/QUOTE]
The substandard stuff that makes lots of money, usually is someone doing a sit load ton of marketing or publishing monthly releases.
The well-written, expertly put together books collecting dust, are usually someone who has done none or only minimal marketing, and/or has a year or more between book releases.
Unfortunately, the authors of these well written flops, have started a trend of cyber attacks on forums (including on Amazon reviews - which is in fact a forum) and results in the type of things, you saw the stalker woman doing to me.
Saddly, I wish I could say it was a one time case of one very immature, unprofessional author having a 3-year long meltdown in my accounts, and therefor an isolated incident. The sad fact of it is, it was not an isolated case, and like I said, it happened to 73 authors who were on the Kboards forums. All those "Big Name Authors" who used to write the big helpful threads on Kboards and then suddenly vanished, some of them off the internet entirely? Where did they go? Well, at least 3 of them are now dead - yeah - dead. 2 of them we killed by a psychotic rival author on a rampage, and a third one commit suicide. A 4th one had her face cut off with a broken bottle. I just told you what happened to me.
No, it wasn't one author on a rampage. It turns out, each of us, was attacked by a completely different stalker! Yeah - it wasn't one deranged person attacking 73 authors - it 73 deranged people attacking authors, it what has become a very bad trend in low-sales authors, attacking, any author they think might possibly be out-selling them.
I've been in the publishing industry for 40 years now, and I've never seen anything like this, frightening new trend of authors impersonating authors on forums, in blatant attempts to damage their reputations, or this even more terrifying trend of author killing author, just to stop an author from having more sales then them.
It's why you don't see me on a lot of forums any more. WF is one of the few places you can still find me online - I used to have 300 forum accounts, and I've shut them all down.
I used to have 32 blogs, I took them offline.
All my how to articles for authors have been removed from the internet, the 200+ websites I used to run - I shut them down too.
SHE HACKED EVERYTHING!
It took me 20 years to build all of those websites... I don't have another 20 years o repair the damages she did to them, my health is not good. So I just shut them all down. This site you are reading right now, is the only one I have left, and I've had to password access 6,000 of it's pages, because yes, she even hacked here and it's going to take me years just to find all the trash crap hacking she did and fix it.
This psychopath hacked all of my accounts. It was a nightmare.
Here I was in the hospital, dying for 3 years, and I come back online, after 3 years offline, to find THIS had been done to my accounts. This women went out of her head insane. She hacked my forum accounts, my social networks, my blogs, my websites...I couldn't believe the stuff I was finding!
And that's just the stuff she did online. I haven't even told you about the stuff she did offline! My family lives in mortal terror: a bomb blew up my house, my car was cut in half, my cats were kidnapped - their heads returned, and now I'm crippled for the rest of my life, all because one seriously mentally disturbed author had writer's block and decided I had published too many books.
It baffles me, what could possibly have been going through this woman's mind, to cause her to do these things. It saddens me to know, that there exists in our world people who can become so full of hate and jealousy and greed, that they could set out to try to hurt another living being. I hope the woman who did these things is able to get the help she so very obviously needs.
Does any of this help you or actually answer you question? I don't know. I hope it does.
In any case, many hugs and kisses to you. Have yourself a gloriously wonderful day, and may all your clouds be lined with rhinestones.
Lots of love from
My House July 2013
My House August 8, 2013 with vandal's backhoe on top of it
A few days later I was beaten up and left for dead. I was paralized for 5 months.
I've spent 2 years - bedridden, then in a wheelchair, then on crutches, then a walker, and now a cane, while relearning to walk, type, write, and just stand up.
From August 2013 to February 2016 I was not online.
Whoever hijacked, hacked, and took control of my accounts, it is very likely the same person who tried to kill me.
So, No, answering your question: I don't know what happened on Kboards, I was too busy trying not to die, fighting to stay alive, going from surgery to surgery, and relearning to walk, to have time for forums, social networks, blogging, or ANYTHING else online or offline.
And yes, I am very unhappy, to learn that there is psychotic lunatic criminal out there who hates me so much that they would go to these extreme levels of absolutely psychopathic violent insanity to destroy my life by destroying my house, my health, my career, and my reputation.
Whoever owns that backhoe - they belong in prison.
Whoever beat me up - they belong in prison.
Whoever hacked my online accounts - they belong in prison.
Whoever the stalker is behind these outlandish, barbaric, hate filled attacked - they are seriously mentally deranged on a violently dangerous level and this stalker belongs in mental institute.
If you know who is behind these attacks: please go to the police, because this is a very dangerous person.
They tried to kill me - that's attempted murder, that's a very serious crime and if you know who this person is and you protect them, that makes you an accessory to murder, and when they finally do go to prison, you'll go to prison with them.
^^^THAT^^^ is why I was offline, for all those years.
Due to vandalism of our tour bus and the Kidnapping of the Ptarmagin Kats...
ALL 2015 and 2016 DATES for the cross country book signing tour have been Canceled!
ALL 2015 & 2016 Book Releases have been Canceled and pushed back a year or more.
I'm terribly sorry to fans who were expecting to meet me and the Ptarmagin Kats from the Quaraun series this summer.
At least 2 of your beloved cats are now dead, 2 more are crippled for life and no word on the condition or whereabouts of the others as these gay hating extremists continue their year long terrorists attacks in their attempts to force the Quaraun books out of publication.
We have now learned what caused these people to stage their massive unprovoked attacks on my, my cars, and my cats. A local tanssexual went on a killing spree last spring and the people who attacked me and my cats, did so because I write Transgender Literature and featured my cats as primary characters in the Quaraun books (the series whose cover art features on the side of The Transgender Awareness Tour Bus).
These people are saying, and I quote: "You know what that other transvestite did, we have to kill them all before they kill us. Get your guns and start blowing their brains out. They're transvestites, they deserve it. It's them or us."
The transgendered citizens of Old Orchard Beach, Saco, and Biddeford, Maine are under violent attack. The "straight" citizens of the area are rising up in extreme violence. And worst of all - many them are police officers.
What is happening in York County, Maine right now is not good - these transphobic people are close to turning into a riotous mob.
Your prayers are needed for the many victims and their families here in Maine.
What About Twilight?
Yes, I am a Mormon.
No, I'm not THAT Mormon.
I wrote the Twighlight Manor Series back in the 1970s. It's a set of 200+ short stories, most of which were only published locally in magazines, newsletters, and chapbooks. Most had fewer then 100 copies printed up. Most were distributed almost exclusively to fellow Mormons in the Cape Elizabeth Ward of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, in Cape Elizabeth, Maine. The series is Dark Fantasy/Sci-Fi/Horror about a haunted house, where aliens live. While some readers have refereed to the aliens as "vampires from outer space" they are actually a race of Moon Elves, known as Ecrodons and nicknamed Ratzins, whom have gone insane and started eating Humans. Yes, there is a black talking cat named Bela in the series. Yes, the family name of the characters is Swanzen. Yes, the main character is a merman with silver sparkling fish scales for skin, he's also a drag queen and only 4'8" tall. No, there are no vampires in the series. No, no one is named Edward. No, there is no romance in it either. No, with the graphic murders, rape, and sex scenes it most certainly is not for children or young adults.
No, I do not know her.
No, I can not forward your email to her. All emails coming to me regarding Twilight or Edward are being henceforth deleted unread.
No, I really am NOT her.
No, I really don't know her. Please stop asking.
Any other questions you may have are probably going to have the following answers:
No, no, no, and oh yeah: NO!
I don't know who started this rumour or put my contact info on one of her fan sites, but...
PLEASE...if you are one of the thousands of people who come here each day in search of Edward or Twilight, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but you are in the wrong place... (you should have recognized that by now, but the number of emails I get asking about Edward and Twilight, tell me notice they are in the wrong place - seriously? LOOK at my website? It's pink and covered with transgender and demisexual logos because all my main characters are all transgender and demisexual, just like me - there is absolutely nothing dark or vampire like about this site - just - open your eyes and look around, it should be easy for you to tell you are in the wrong place...okay?)
And if you still can't believe you are in the wrong place... please read Twighlight NOT Twilight for an explanation as to where you are and why you are not where you wanted to be. Thank you.
Near as I can tell, this rumor about my connection with her Twilight, appears to be yet another of the hacker's attempts to damage my reputation. It also shows how desperate this hacker is, other wise why are they grasping at so many straws like this?
Because I am currently receiving an average of 2,000 emails each and every day, regarding this matter, I am disabling my contact pages and removing my contact info, in hopes that Twilight fans will stop contacting me and go contact the correct author instead.
This page is being used as part of a book. Due to an exclusive rights contract with my publisher, the contents of this page have been taken offline. You will be able to read them again once the book is published. A link to the book (or books if there is more then one) will be added below upon publication.