Update: November 7, 2022
This week we should be celebrating the 9th birthday of my son.
Instead we are celebrating the 9th anniversary since his murder.
If you have any information, please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322
ask for Agent Andy Drewer.
November 14, 2013 10PM @ Southern Maine Community College Art Studio Bug-Light Parking Lot: 3 strangers armed with golf clubs, attacked me from behind while I was loading bags into the backseat of my car. They were a blond woman 60s-ish whom the others called "Claire", a natural red-haired woman also 60sish who called herself "Kendra", and a bald man, football player-body-type-build in his 30sish. I was 8 months pregnant. They murdered my baby, ruptured 3 discs in my spine, shattered 3 vertebra, broke my pelvis, hips, and knees. I was paralyzed for 5 months and was 18 months relearning to walk. The nerve damage has left me with limited use of my hands, legs, bladder, and intestines.
On top of that, they have also taken to harassing the baby's father, a disfigured, homeless, WW2 veteran, whom they call "Etoile". They spread hateful rumours about him claiming he is a cryptid, a demon, or most often what they term "an amphibious alien". He lives in pine branch lean-toos he builds in Old Orchard Beach and Ocean Park, and they have been hunting the locations of them, tearing them down, and smashing up his belongings.
April 10, 2015 1PM at 146 Portland Ave Old Orchard Beach Maine a gang of estimated 74 people, some of them wearing ku klux klan robes, invaded my farm, used a Blow Brothers sewage truck to pump 500+gallons of sewage into my motorhome flooding it to over the kitchen counters deep, ripped out all the cabinets and built in furniture, while 14 men armed with guns, held my family down on the ice and snow, with guns to our heads, and used cinder block bricks and a metal pole with metal wire loops to beat and behead 10 of my 12 foster children (the youngest age 4, the oldest age 16). May 15, 2015 they returned and nailed their heads to my front door. The 3 people of the November 14, 2013 attack were among the group.
September 12, 2015, 9AM a dozen+ of these same people arrived again in my driveway at 146, this time chanting: "Too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach. Kill of be killed. Remember Saco Shaw's, Transgender Murder Store, kill the transvestites before they kill us all", one white haired man in a dark green pick up truck was leading the herd, while waving a rifle over his head and shooting at me and my pink motorhome, he shot several holes through my neighbour's shed. The crowd was accusing me of being a male-to-female "transgender terrorist" (they thought I was Muslim because I wear Catholic veiling).
June 26, 2016, the same 2 women of the first 2 attacks, arrived at my Scarborough WalMart workplace, and in a near repeat of the first attack, again while I was leaned over the back seat of my car putting bags in, this time they attacked with a chopping cart, re-injuring my spine, hip, and pelvis that was not yet fully healed from the first attack. The blond "Claire" woman was screaming "That's EelKat, she tried to kill my husband!" while the redhead screamed "I'm Kendra Silvermander it's my turn the shine!" They sped away in a early2000s-vintage gold Volvo SUV station wagon. This attack left me permanently crippled, and bedridden from 2016 until May 2022.
November 21, 2021: They shot "Etiole" in Biddeford, while he was staying at the tent-shanty-village with about 50 other homeless people along the Saco River in Biddeford. They made the claim he was a "suicide demon" citing that he was driving locals to suicide by putting "evil eye curses" on them.
These people murdered my baby, attempted to murder the baby's father, drove a backhoe over our house, and left me crippled for the rest of my life in their attempt to murder me.
I do not know who these people are. I never saw them before these attacks, and I've not seen them outside of these attacks. The police and FBI believe I was not the intended target, and that they were likely after my mother because of posts she makes on FaceBook and got us mixed up. The Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford Police and the FBI are seeking information leading to their identity and arrest.
More Info @ eelkat.com
Long detailed info on the over 200 attacks they have done between June 2001 and May 2022, including photos of them driving a backhoe over our house on August 8, 2013 and the details of the malicious "amphibious alien" rumour they have been spreading about a local homeless disabled veteran @
https://www.eelkat.com/AmphibiousAliens.html
Images:
July 4th 2013: my car in front of my house.
August 8, 2013: me getting home from work to find a backhoe sitting on top of my house.
The FBI already found the people with the backhoe incident, and learned that the backhoe driver was paid $600 and given a fake demolition paper, the paper stating one of my relatives (the one who paid him the $600) owned my land. The backhoe driver was unaware that the man he was dealing with was not the owner. I have lived at 146 Portland Ave since 1975 and have owned the land since 1983, it has never been owned by anyone else, even though we have now learned that both my mother and my father and 3 of my uncles had been actively going around Old Orchard Beach claiming they owned my land.
This happened 3 months before my son was murdered and the police and FBI believe my son was murdered BECAUSE of this picture being posted on FaceBook, and my mother making inciting/inflammatory posts about it on HER FaceBook, where she falsely accused me of being a witch. The FBI and OOB police believe the golf club wielding woman of November 14, 2013, is somehow connected to the backhoe driving over my house incident.
Since the murder, 3 other different backhoes have invading my land to dig up my yard, looking for the grave of my son. There is a family cemetery on my land, the stones dating mostly in the 1500s and 1600s, with a few from the past hundred years, the most recent being my son in 2013. 146 Portland Ave has belonged to my family since 1530, and I inherited it in 1983 from my grandmother Helen Ricker Allen. The most recent backhoe attack happened September 19, 2020, when they illegally cut down several trees in my yard, and started construction of a road through my yard between my pink 1975 Dodge Sportsman motorhome and BackElder Brooke, again the backhoe digging up and destroying large portions of my farm, in their search for my murdered son's grave. They dug up 16 of the graves in this attack.
We have had to remove the grave markers from the family grave in order to stop these vandals and their illegally trespassing construction equipment from destroying the graves.
The FBI believes these construction crews are being hired by the golf club wielding women, and believe she is trying to destroy the grave of my son, due to a fear of his golf club smashed skull being used as court evidence against her.
The most recent attacks by these people occurred November 21, 2021 and March 27, 2022 when they attacked my painted Volvo while it was parked at my dad's apartment in Biddeford, both times the vandals also cut all the wires to electricity, internet, and cable off the apartment building, effecting all 9 families living there.
The Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford Police Departments as well as the Portland FBI are seeking any information regarding any and all of these attacks on my family, my home, my land, or my cars.
If you have any information, please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322
ask for Agent Andy Drewer.
Average Typing Speed
Average Typing Speed: Answering Your Questions
What is the average typing speed?
This question was taken from a very long email, which detailed lots of gripes and complaints about how much they hated writers who wrote too fast. Lots of bitching and moaning about the fact that they hated NaNoWriMo, NaNoWriMo writers, and pretty much everything to do with any author who puts out more then 1 novel every 4 years, which is what they claimed is the ONLY realistic thing possible for any writer to do.
My answer, directly answers all the points and issues they brought up over the course of their extreme bitchiness. The many paragraphs of "You type too fast!", "Cheater! No one can type that fast!" and chants of "It's my turn to shine!" have all been removed.
Normally I would add a link to the question asker's site, because I like to help new writers get their books out there, but this asker was so over the top bitchy and full of hate for everything and every one that I am not going to link my site to theirs. So, no links here, just moving straight on into answering their question...
Average Typing Speed: Answering Your Questions
My Answer:
I find your message somewhat baffling, though not completely unexpected. As you are very obviously a troll, I will not grace you with an answer directly, and instead will post an answer to you on my website, for every one to read. If you truly do want answers as to the average writing
The average typing speed of the average (non-career-author) person is 25 to 35 words per minute (depending on if they typed in school or not). Meaning that if they knew ahead of time EXACTLY what they wanted to write, they could sit down and type it out in about an hour and 20 minutes. However, the average (non-career-author) writer doesn't know exactly want they want to write ahead of time, which adds time to stop and think between sentences. This brings it to 2 hours more or less.
If your average typing speed is below this, then that simply means you have no practice in typing. Only this and nothing more. Please try to remember that people who have an average typing speed of 100 to 200 words per minute are trained in typing, practice daily, exercise their figures regularly, and THAT is why their average typing speed is so much higher then yours.
It shocks and saddens me to learn that you are so much of a narrow minded bigot that you believe anything you can not do, must therefore be something no one else can do either. The world would be in a very sorry state if everyone on the planet was a carbon copy of you and could only do exactly the same things you can do.
Can you build a TV? No? Well, I guess no one else can either.
Can you build a car engine? No? I guess no one else can either, then, if your logic is true.
When was the last time you walked on the moon?
When was the last time you won the Super Bowl?
Honey, there's a lot of things you can not do. Keeping up with my typing speed is the least of your worries, if you were to start looking at every thing out there that you are not able to do.
Plus if it is your absolute first time attempting to write a novel, you got to remember too that the muscles in your fingers need warm up and cool down time just like any other muscles do - remember sports players don't just jump into Super Bowl - they start out with years of practice, and each practice session starts out with warm up exercises so they don't sprain a muscle and injure themselves before the big game.
If you want to increase your average typing speed, it's really easy to do, actually:
10 Steps To Increasing
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Well, that part added in and allowing time for interruptions, it is safe to assume that for most people, it'll take a minimum 4 hours to write each 1,667 word segment of their story and possibly even longer. (And there's nothing wrong with that either, so ignore anyone who tells you you are writing too slow if you write fewer then 1,667 words a day. Yeah, it happens, it shouldn't, but it does. If it does, ignore them and keep going at your own pace. There is nothing wrong with not reaching a particular word count goal.)
My first year doing NaNo I struggled to keep up the pace. I struggled again my second year. It wasn't until my third year that I figured out a schedule that suited me.I think part of the struggles I had early on was, that I was trying to just sit down and write all at once, and was doing it without really knowing what I wanted to write and without warming up my fingers first. Which resulted in mental burnout and finger fatigue both tripping me up really bad.
Normally (the rest of the year , outside of November and NaNoWriMo) I'm a pantser and I just write here or there whenever the mood strikes. But during November, I had to sit down and write certain word counts every day, and that was something I wasn't used to and it took time to just adjust my daily habits into it. The first two years I just wasn't able to get into the habit of writing a certain word count every day and looking back, a lot of it was because I went into NaNo thinking of it as an assignment.
Well, turns out, when I look at a project as an assignment, I'm in the habit of "putting it off for something more fun". So that was tripping me up as well.
Like I said it was't until the third year that I was able to get into the swing of things and reach 50k (which I ended up doing on day 17 and finished the month at 183k) which is about 6k words a day, quite a bit more then 1,667.
What changed?
Several things.
First off, I spent August, September, and October doing "warm up" sessions. I'd write 200 or so words a day at first. I tried to add more words each day. Soon I was doing 200 words in the morning and 200 words in the evening. By October I was doing 500 words every morning soon as I woke up, 500 more in the afternoon during lunch break and 500 more last thing before bed, ending out most days with 1,500 words. By the time November 1st rolled around, I was doing 700 words 3 times a day (2,100 words a day) so I ended up starting NaNoWriMo doing more then 1,667 a day (which was something I had not intended to do, but after 3 months of increasing my word count every day, I figured why not keep going?) By the end of the first week I was doing 1,667 words a session, 3 times a day (5,000 words a day). A couple of times I reached 7k a day, but most of the month it was 5k a day that was my "comfort zone".
When I hit 50k on day 17 I was "YES! I can stop doing this!", but at 3 and a half months the habit was set in and for some reason I couldn't stop, I felt like I hadn't completed my day if I hadn't written anything. So, I kept of writing to the end of the month, and then December 1st came and again I was "YES! I can stop doing this!", but at 4 months the habit actually was a habit and I kept on writing every day through December, January, February... before I knew it my NaNo #4 was rolling in and I was still writing 5k a day. All but 1 year after that I reached at least 200k (6,667 words a day) (one year was 75k), with my biggest year ending at 537k (17,900 words a day - NEVER trying that again! My hands hurt so much after doing the 500k year and I slept for days on end in December I was so exhausted). This is my 12th NaNo and I'm still writing 5k a day every day for 10 years now. If 20 years ago you had told me I'd be writing 5k a day every single day for 10 years in a row, I'd have told you you was crazy.
I think the difference for me, why I struggled so much the first 2 years and not after that was simply because I wasn't in the habit of writing every day and it's a difficult habit to get started. But the thing that worked for me was to NOT start out aiming at 1,667 a day. It was just too much. My first 2 years I burned out fast and dropped out the first week, simply because 1,667 words is a huge amount of words for someone who never did it before. I simply could not go from 0 every day to 1,667 every day cold turkey. I had to start out much smaller and work up to it.
For me, starting out with 200 words a day was the thing that made it manageable. And after a week or so, I reaching a point of "Hey, 200 a day is easy, let's try 400 a day" and a couple weeks of that I was "400 a day is easy now, how about trying 600 words a day?"
In the end it took me about 3 months of slowly increasing word count each day/week before I was able to do the 1,667 a day goal.
The other thing that helped me was, doing small chunks throughout the day. 200 words here, 200 words there. 400 words here, 400 words there.
The year I tried to do the millimonth (million words in 30 days) (the year I reached 537k) I found out some important things:
First that writing 33,337 words a day is REALLY hard. I had 2 days the first week I made it to 35k and realized, there was no way in heck I was going to reach a million words in 30 days, because at Day 2 when I crossed 50k, my hands were already screaming "THIS IS TOO MUCH!!! STOP! STOP! STOP!" I wasn't able to reach a 3rd 30k because my hands hurt so much. That got me really thinking about NaNoWriMo and why I was doing it. I mean, what was my goal? I wasn't sure.
Next, there was the sleep issues - even at my top speeds, in order to reach the 17k a day I was doing that year, I was only getting 2 hours of sleep a day. Which resulted in it wasn't just my hands that were hurting. My whole body started aching. My back, my arms, my legs, everything was screaming "THIS IS TOO MUCH!!! STOP! STOP! STOP!"
The lesson it taught me in the end was this:
KNOW YOUR LIMITS!
I was working way beyond my limits that year and in the end what I wrote wasn't even publishable. The higher my word counts got the worse my spelling and grammar got, the less sleep I got the less sense anything I wrote made, the more caffeine I drank the more hyper my characters got. It was a mess in the end. And I was left at the end of the month - cranky, tired, hurting, and all I got out of it was a really long gibberish mess I couldn't publish. I went into it thinking I'd have 4 or 5 novels I could edit and publish in the end, but they just were not salvageable. I had crossed to 500k mark in 30 days but I wasn't happy with the end results and I ended up feeling I had just wasted an entire month's worth of writing.
 
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