The Pink Necromancer, Quaraun the Insane, Royal Court Mage to King Gwallmaiic; with BoomFuzzy the Unicorn also known as King Gwallmaiic, King of the Unseelie Court. |
f you are here looking for aliens, ufos, demons, cryptids, haunted cars, curses, Etiole, the wild man of old orchard beach, the goldeneagle car, the white monkey, or any of that other weird bullshit, you want this video:
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If you want some stories to get you started in The Pink Necromancer series, reading these first will give you a good introduction to the 3 main characters:
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My Elves Are JellyFish...and I asked Google AI and ChatGPT 5.6 what they thought of this.
As requested, my daily writing prompt series is now available print paperback editions on Amazon.
There are 20 volumes of this writing prompt series currently planned and in varying stages of finishing, hopefully all 20 will be published by the end of 2026. I likely will do a 2nd series of writing prompt books in 2027.
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The first of the Visual Novels/Video Games for The Adventures of Quaraun the Inane/The Pink Necromancer series is published and available on Itch.io, there are 3 more planned for release in 2026, 6 more planned for release in 2027, and the big 60-hour 80k word 150 page one (Quaraun Goes To the Fair) is planned for a 2028 release.
There is a Pink Necromancer card game and a Pink Necromancer board game, as well as a Pink Necromancer table top RPG supliment for Dungeons and Dragons, all in the works, and to be released over the next couple of years as well.
I shouldn't have to say this, but people keep contacting me, so apparently I do:
If you have any information about my son’s murderer, please give it to FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 of the Portland, Maine FBI office.
Do you know who this woman is?
On August 8, 2013 she drove a backhoe over my house. On November 14, 2013 she arrived at Southern Maine Community College and crippled me with a golf club and murdered my son. One June 24, 2016, days after my first attempts to walk again, she attacked me with a shopping cart at Scarborough, Walmart, reinjuring the Nov 14, 2013 injury.
She crippled me when I was 8 months pregnant, a woman with a golf club, severed my spine and bashed my baby's head in, I spent 9 years relearning to walk, and the FBI is 13 years into the murder investigation and not yet id-ed the attacker who crippled me and killed my baby, both violently with a golf club.
Complete details of EVERYTHING she did is on this page here.
The golf club woman who called herself Clair as she looked November 14, 2013. Her hair is a weird chin leangth pageboy (very Medival style cut) platinum blonde with wide brown/black dyed stripes in it (like a reverse of Lily Munster, but the stripes are several, almost like a zebra). I am 5'6" and she was a LOT taller then me, like closer to the height of a man; she had thin lips like a man, and large nose like a man... she COULD have been a man disguised as a woman, given the ease with which she severed my spine....she's is a LOT stronger then is typical for a woman). She was wearing a chambre blue denim "blazer jacket over shirt" and a button up mens shirt (possibly flannel) and blue jeans. The bulk of her yelling was focused on accusing me of being transgender, even while ripping my baby out of my 8 month pregnant belly and bashing his head in with a golf club. |
The Claire woman as she looked during her shoping cart attack at Scarborough WalMart June 2016, the attack with left me paralyzed and in a wheelchair. Her hair was dyed dark red, and she drove away in a gold Volvo 240 Station Wagon of a late 1980s/early1990s model, with a "458" on the lisnce plate.... If you have any information about the woman who crippled me with a golf club, please give it to FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 of the Portland, Maine FBI office. |
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If you have any information about the woman who crippled me with a golf club, please give it to FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 of the Portland, Maine FBI office.
Good god! We just found out about yet another slanderous rumour this woman has been spreading? When does it end? How many more of these things are out there?
Video explains what else she's done ...
If you have any information about the woman who crippled me with a golf club, please give it to FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 of the Portland, Maine FBI office.
If you encounter anyone claiming my car is haunted, demon possessed, or somehow connected to Stephen King please give the information of who, when, where/location to FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 of the Portland, Maine FBI office.
If you encounter anyone claiming I believe in aliens or was an alien abducttee, please give the information of who, when, where/location to FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 of the Portland, Maine FBI office. |
If you know who drove this backhoe over my house at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine 04064-1520 on August 8, 2013 please give the information of who it is to FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 of the Portland, Maine FBI office. If you know who drove this backhoe over my house at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine 04064-1520 on August 8, 2013 please give the information of who it is to FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 of the Portland, Maine FBI office. |
Today I am asking ChatGPT5.6 questions and seeing what it has to say.
My question:
uhm… so I was searching Google for info in Elf building and instead of giving me search results it sent me to a chatbot type answer (seems to be a new feature?) anyways here is that conversation… can you give me any recommendations or suggestions, seeing how you know Quaraun better then Google does, do you could offer better Quaraun specific ideas…
I asked:
would otoliths in Elves be what causes their astounding hearing?
Google said:
Biologically speaking, no.
In vertebrate biology, otoliths (calcium carbonate "ear stones" located in the inner ear) are responsible for sensing gravity and linear acceleration for balance. While they possess a secondary acoustic function in some aquatic species, they do not dictate the acute auditory acuity or high-frequency hearing typically attributed to fantasy elves.
Elves' astounding hearing is generally attributed to advanced inner-ear structures and an evolved cochlea (the main hearing organ) rather than otoliths. Many worldbuilding theorists in communities like Reddit point out that their enhanced hearing likely stems from a higher density of auditory hair cells and the specialized shape of their external ears (pinnae).
If you want, let me know which specific fantasy setting or lore you are focusing on (such as Dungeons & Dragons or The Lord of the Rings).
I can help you explore the specific biological or magical mechanics that explain their lore!
I responded:
my elves are hybrids of Humanoids and sea creatures, such as jellyfish and eels, can swim under water like fish because of gills in their sides, have webbed fingers and toes, and long fins on their arms and legs, which why i wondered should their ear stones be like fish ear stones? also they are able to hear over a mile away, but i don't know why they can hear so good or how to explain it to my readers.
Google said:
Yes, making your elves have fish-like otoliths is a brilliant worldbuilding choice for this hybrid ancestry. While land mammals use a fluid-filled cochlea, fish rely directly on dense, stone-like otoliths to detect underwater sound waves, which pass right through their water-dense bodies.To explain their extreme one-mile hearing range to your readers, you can combine real marine biology with science fiction.
Why Fish Otoliths Work for Your Elves
Acoustic Hitchhiking: Sound travels nearly five times faster and much farther in water than in air.The Physics: Underwater sound waves pass through the elf's fleshy body effortlessly because flesh has the same density as water.
The Mechanics: When the wave hits the dense calcium carbonate otolith, the stone vibrates at a different rate than the tissue around it, stimulating sensory hair cells.Dual-Environment Adaptation: To hear on land and at sea, your elves likely possess a unique dual-system where they use a mammalian eardrum on land, but lock it down and rely entirely on their heavy aquatic otoliths when submerged.
How to Explain the 1-Mile Hearing to Readers
To make this sound grounded and fascinating to your audience, you can introduce three biological features to explain their super-hearing:
1. Dual-Path Hearing
Explain that your elves do not just hear through their ear canals. Under water, their entire skull acts as an acoustic receiver. Sound bypasses the outer ear entirely, vibrating their massive, specialized otoliths directly.
2. The Lateral Line System
Since they are part eel, give them a lateral line system—a faint line of microscopic, fluid-filled pores running down their sides and long fins. In real fish, this acts like long-distance radar, letting them "hear" low-frequency vibrations and pressure changes from a mile away before the sound even hits their ears.
3. Deep-Sea Sound Channels
If they are diving deep, you can mention they use the SOFAR channel (Sound Fixing and Ranging channel). This is a real ocean layer where water temperature and pressure create a natural acoustic lens, trapping sound waves and letting them travel thousands of miles without losing strength.
Example "Lore Snippet" for Your Book
"Human ears are built for the thin, empty air, but the Elves of the deep hear with their bones. Beneath their skin lie dense, pearlescent ear-stones—otoliths inherited from their ocean ancestors. While a human is deaf to the silent depths, an elf's skull vibrates with the pulse of the sea, catching the thrum of an eel's tail or the drift of a jellyfish a mile away through the natural amplifiers of their lateral fins."
If you like this biological approach, would you like to explore how their jellyfish DNA might affect them?
For example, we could look into bioluminescence for communication or stinging cells (nematocysts) along their arm fins!
What are your thoughts on what Google said?
ChatGPT5's answer:
I actually think Google's answer is a pretty good starting point, but there are a few places where I think it can be made much more specific to Quaraun's people and your setting.
The biggest thing is that Quaraun's Moon Elves are not simply "humans with pointy ears." They already have a whole suite of aquatic adaptations: gills, fins, webbed hands and feet, eel ancestry, jellyfish ancestry, and those enormous rabbit-like ears. That means you can spread the job of "hearing" across several organs instead of making one organ do everything.
A few ideas that fit your world:
The ears are directional collectors.
Those huge rabbit ears do not make the hearing powerful by themselves. They collect and focus sound, almost like satellite dishes. By swivelling independently, Quaraun can pinpoint exactly where a sound came from.
That also gives you nice visual moments.
BoomFuzzy says, "Ye hear summat?"
Quaraun's ears rotate before he even answers.
The otoliths are unusually large.
I actually like Google's suggestion here.
Instead of tiny ear stones like humans have, Moon Elves might have much larger layered crystals, almost like pearls. Those heavier otoliths would be extremely sensitive to tiny vibrations.
That also explains why they have such incredible balance while climbing cliffs, walking ship rigging, or swimming through rough currents.
The skull is built like a resonating chamber.
Instead of a thick human skull, the bones could contain tiny honeycomb air spaces.
Birds already have hollow bones.
Some whales have skull adaptations for transmitting sound.
Your elves could have evolved something between the two, allowing vibrations to travel through the entire head.
The gill chambers could help.
This is the idea I like most because I do not see it used much.
The gill cavities are already water-filled.
Those chambers could work as additional resonance chambers.
When submerged, sound reaches the gills first, travels through the water inside them, then directly into the inner ear.
So underwater they literally hear through both their ears and their neck.
The fins detect vibration.
Rather than making them hear with the fins, I'd make the fins detect movement.
Think of it like whiskers on a cat.
The long fins along the arms and legs could be packed with pressure-sensitive nerves.
Quaraun might know someone is approaching because he feels the tiny disturbance in the air before he actually hears footsteps.
Underwater, this becomes even stronger.
The jellyfish ancestry adds another layer.
Jellyfish have statocysts, organs that help them detect orientation.
You could say Moon Elves inherited a more advanced version.
Those organs constantly monitor tiny changes in movement and vibration.
So when Quaraun says he "heard" something, he may actually be combining three senses:
His brain experiences them all as one sense.
That feels very alien.
One thing I would change from Google's explanation is the "hear a mile away" part.
One mile is extremely far in air.
Instead of saying they literally hear ordinary conversation from a mile away, I'd make it more nuanced.
For example:
That actually makes the ability feel more believable and, in my opinion, more interesting.
It also fits Quaraun's personality. He would constantly be distracted by sounds nobody else notices.
BoomFuzzy might ask, "Who be there?"
Quaraun tilts one ear toward the forest.
"...Two wagons. One lame horse. Six persons. They shall reach the bridge within ten minutes."
BoomFuzzy hears nothing.
Ten minutes later, exactly that wagon arrives.
That sort of scene quietly establishes how extraordinary Moon Elf hearing is without needing pages of biological explanation. Readers tend to accept abilities much more readily when they see them demonstrated naturally through the story.
My question:
yes, that is things already in the lore
the Elves have hollow bones like birds, they have very mobile ears that can turn forward, lat back, become erect, twitch when nervous, a lot like a rabbit or horses ears.
and don't forget Quaraun’s sentiant prehensile Man o War Jellyfish tentacle hair, which is made up of symbiotic creatures.
most Elves are excellent swimmers due to having a frog like or salamander like skin, that is rubbery and slipper and coated with slime.
Quaraun is terrified of water, massive phobia caused by nearly drowning when he was young and so he never learned how to swim and is one of the few rare Elves who does not swim.
yes, its a common issue for them to be in a tavern and Quaraun starts complaining because someone is yelling but there is no one yelling, and everyone thinks he's hearing voices (like they think he's crazy and hearing voices schizophrenic style) but then it will turn out he was hearing something from miles away.
ChatGPT5's answer:
That actually makes me think Quaraun's hearing isn't just "better than a human's." It functions differently enough that Humans routinely misinterpret it.
One thing I like about your lore is that almost every adaptation reinforces another one. If I were expanding the biology, I'd lean into that.
The jellyfish hair is probably the biggest opportunity.
Portuguese man o' war colonies can detect changes in water movement, and jellyfish are incredibly sensitive to their environment. If Quaraun's tentacles are living symbionts with their own nervous systems, they could be acting as an enormous sensory array.
Not exactly hearing.
More like...
The ears hear sound.
The tentacles feel vibration.
The fins feel pressure.
The skin feels changes in airflow.
His brain merges all of that into one experience.
So when BoomFuzzy asks, "What did ye hear?"
Quaraun might honestly answer, "I did not hear it. I knew it."
Because to him those sensations are inseparable.
That also explains why Humans think Moon Elves are psychic.
Another thought is that Quaraun's hollow bones could resonate.
Not enough to make him fragile, but enough that certain frequencies literally travel through his skeleton. A ship's bell, distant thunder, the crack of ice, even wagon wheels on frozen ground could be "felt" through his bones before the actual airborne sound reaches anyone else.
Then there are his ears.
Rabbit ears are incredible at locating direction. Humans mostly judge left and right. Rabbits can rotate each ear independently to sample a sound repeatedly.
Quaraun could almost never ask, "Where did that come from?"
Instead he'd immediately know:
"North-east."
"High above us."
"Below the cliff."
"Inside the cave."
That is a subtle but very alien way of thinking.
One thing I would add because it creates both strengths and weaknesses is selective attention.
Humans naturally filter background noise.
Maybe Moon Elves cannot.
Imagine walking into a tavern.
Humans hear conversation.
Quaraun hears...
His brain is constantly sorting thousands of sounds.
That would explain why quiet places are comforting for him, and why crowded places become exhausting.
The near-drowning could have made this even worse.
Not because it damaged his hearing.
Because now he's hyper-alert to water sounds.
A dripping cave.
A river around a bend.
Waves striking rocks.
Water sloshing inside a bucket.
He notices every one of them immediately because his mind has learned that water equals danger.
That is a trauma response layered on top of already extraordinary senses, and it feels like a natural consequence rather than a separate trait.
I also wonder if the symbiotic jellyfish colonies in his hair have their own reflexes.
Imagine Quaraun sitting quietly while everyone else thinks he's relaxed.
Then all twelve feet of his tentacles suddenly lift and orient toward one direction several seconds before Quaraun himself consciously reacts.
BoomFuzzy has learned that means someone is coming.
GhoulSpawn has learned that means to stop talking because Quaraun is listening to something neither of them can perceive.
That would be an elegant, visual way to show readers that the hair is not just decoration. It's an active part of how he experiences the world. It also reinforces one of my favourite aspects of Quaraun: he's genuinely alien. Even after spending time with him, Humans can never quite tell where his senses end and those of the living colony on his head begin.
My question:
yes, it is common for Quaraun to be doing one thing and his hair to slither away to do something else without him realizing it.
like he often starts yelling when he is upset and his hair will respond by grabbing a book and tearing pages out, and Quaraun will start yelling at his hair to stop and it will start doing it more to be spiteful.
that sort of situation is common.
ChatGPT5's answer:
I love that detail because it makes the symbiosis feel real instead of just decorative. The hair isn't a magical hairstyle. It's another living organism with its own instincts, preferences, and moods.
It also opens up some fascinating biological possibilities.
If the colony has its own simple nervous system, Quaraun's brain may not consciously process everything it detects. Think about your own body. Your eyes are constantly seeing things you never consciously notice, and your spinal cord performs reflexes before your brain catches up.
The hair could work similarly.
Quaraun consciously hears a distant wagon.
The hair noticed it thirty seconds earlier.
That would explain why it sometimes reacts before he does.
Likewise, the hair could have instincts that Quaraun doesn't share.
If it senses danger, it curls around him protectively.
If it senses prey, it reaches toward movement.
If something shiny catches its attention, a few tentacles wander off to investigate.
When Quaraun is upset, the colony might become agitated because he is agitated. It doesn't understand why he's angry. It just knows the host is stressed, so it starts acting out in ways that make sense to a jellyfish-like creature, which unfortunately means grabbing things, throwing things, or shredding paper.
That scene with the book is especially funny because it sounds like arguing with a stubborn pet.
"Cease that!"
The tentacles rip another page.
"I command thee!"
Riiip.
"Oh... thou hateful creature..."
Riiiiiip.
It also says something about Quaraun's personality that he argues with his own hair as though it's another member of the household.
Another thing that occurs to me is that the colony probably doesn't perceive the world the way Quaraun does.
Quaraun thinks in language.
The colony probably thinks in stimuli.
Warm.
Cold.
Movement.
Salt.
Food.
Threat.
Light.
So whenever they disagree, it's because they're trying to accomplish different goals.
That makes the relationship feel less like "possessed hair" and more like two species sharing one body.
I also think this gives you opportunities for subtle comedy.
BoomFuzzy has learned that if Quaraun says, "I did not take thy biscuit..."
...he should look at the hair first.
One tentacle is quietly holding the biscuit behind Quaraun's back.
Quaraun genuinely didn't know.
Or GhoulSpawn notices one tentacle slowly reaching toward a pie cooling on the windowsill.
Without looking up, he says, "Naw."
The tentacle freezes.
Then inches forward again.
"Naw."
It retreats, looking almost sulky.
Those little interactions reinforce that the colony has habits and a personality, and that BoomFuzzy and GhoulSpawn know it almost as well as they know Quaraun.
From a biology standpoint, it even suggests that the colony has enough intelligence to learn routines, recognise familiar people, and anticipate consequences. That's far more interesting than making it merely an extra limb, because it's a true symbiotic partnership with occasional disagreements rather than complete control by either side.
My question:
Quaraun does not have a brain. this is a constant statement he reminds everyone of. "I do not have a brain, I am a JellyFish" is almost his catchphrase he says it so much. The lore is that The Sacred Pink Jellyfish lives in the hollowed out skull of the corpse of a Moon Elf, wearing his body like how Humans wear a fur coat.
ChatGPT5's answer:
That actually changes the biology in a really interesting way, because Quaraun isn't an Elf with jellyfish traits.
He's literally a jellyfish colony inhabiting an Elf body.
Once you frame it that way, a lot of things you've established suddenly line up.
Real jellyfish don't have brains. They have a diffuse nerve net. There isn't one central control centre. Instead, information is processed throughout the body.
So if the Sacred Pink Jellyfish occupies the empty skull, it doesn't necessarily have a "brain" where the Elf brain used to be. Instead, the colony itself is the nervous system.
That means Quaraun isn't joking when he says:
"I do not have a brain. I am a JellyFish."
He's stating an anatomical fact.
It also explains why his tentacles can wander off and do things independently.
In real life, octopus arms contain huge numbers of neurons and can perform surprisingly complex actions without waiting for the brain. Jellyfish are even more decentralised.
Your Sacred Pink Jellyfish could have its nerve net distributed throughout every tentacle. Each tentacle has a degree of autonomy while still being part of Quaraun.
So when one steals a biscuit or rips a page from a book, it's not "possessed hair."
It's literally one part of Quaraun making a decision before the rest of Quaraun agrees with it.
That also makes his catchphrase wonderfully literal.
Humans hear:
"I do not have a brain."
They assume he's being sarcastic.
Moon Elves hear:
"Yes... anatomically correct."
I also wonder if this affects how Moon Elves think about identity.
Humans tend to think "my body, my brain."
Quaraun might think more like:
"My colony."
"My tentacles."
"My body."
There isn't the same separation between self and body because his consciousness is spread across a living colony.
It could even explain why he sometimes notices something only after his hair reacts.
Not because the hair is separate.
Because one part of the colony detected it before the rest of the colony integrated the information.
That's very much how distributed nervous systems work.
I think one of my favourite implications is that Quaraun's statement isn't philosophy.
It's biology.
Someone asks, "What's wrong with your brain?"
Quaraun answers, completely serious:
"Nothing. I have never possessed one."
Which is technically the truth.
It's one of those pieces of lore that sounds absurd the first time a reader hears it, but the more they learn about Quaraun, the more they realise he's been telling the truth all along. That's a satisfying kind of worldbuilding because the "joke" eventually becomes an important clue about what he actually is.
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Wait, AI is real? What?Interestingly, I have recently learned that there are people who read my site that were unaware AI was real, and actually thought I was the one typing up the replies on these! LOL! LLM text generating AI has been a thing in the real world since at least 2019, because my earliest articles where I was testing out AI were published in 2019. In 2019 I did an entire series of Quaraun short stories, fully written by Dreamily (https://dreamily.ai/) and AI Dungeon (https://aidungeon.com/) and wrote several articles throughout 2019 to 2021 on how to use those two AI programs specifically for worldbuilding and plotting Fantasy stories. In 2021 I joined the beta test program for ChatGPT and was already using ChatGPT daily BEFORE it's public release in November 2022, and I had talked about it several times in several articles throughout 2021 and 2022. When my 2016 Witcher 3 gaming rig died in 2023, I decided it upgrade from a gaming rig to a mini server rig that can run overkill level 8qwart+ self hosted offline AI’s via Ollama (https://ollama.com/). If you thought my 2016 gaming rig was a crazy overkill mega rig, it weren’t even a quarter the crazy overkill mega computer I’ve been running Ollama on since 2023. With Ollama I now use over TWO HUNDRED different AI programs to write my Quaraun books, thanks to HuggingFace (https://huggingface.co/models?pipeline_tag=text-generation&apps=ollama&sort=trending) with Delirium being the primary novel writing AI program I use (https://huggingface.co/sam-paech/Delirium-v1) I don't know how far before 2019 AI existed, but I know Deep Fake videos (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deepfake) of me were being published by friends and family of my son's murderer on YouTube as far back as 2014. So image, audio, and video AI is well over a decade old. So, for those who were confused as to who I was talking to in these articles, here are some wikipedia pages that give you info on what this thing is that I am talking to in these conversations: Why use AI to write?
Why use AI to write? Because even though I am too paralized to type anymore, I can still think. You got to remember: I became bedridden with a broken spine in 2013, and was quadriplegic until 2015; regained some use of my hands in 2015, and have been relearning to walk since. So I was not online from November 14, 2013 until late in 2016, and then was only online a couple of days a month on my own website, and not on social media again until 2018, but then again, only checking in my accounts once every 3 months or so so only posting about 4 times a year anywhere, because I was just too crippled still, to sit up long enough to type. So it wasn't until 2022 that I returned to posting "regular" aka once a week, and so I lost track of everyone I used to know online because of being 9 full years offline. Meaning I AM STILL UNABLE TO TYPE WITHOUT ASSISTANCE. The VERY REASON I looked into using AI to continue writing my series of novels, was BECAUSE I had become a quadriplegic with no use of either my arms or legs in 2013. and while I had regained some limited movement in my arms and legs now, it is not enough to either type for more then five to ten minutes a day, nor enough to walk for more then a few hundred feet a day, yes, even still now in 2025, twelve years later. After the 2016 surgery gave me the ability to speak normally, I set out to use Dragon speech to text software. The novel "GhoulSpawn and the Lich Lord's Lover" was written this way. However, in 2019 I found out about advances in AI, and because of my unique disability situation, was asked to join beta testing for various AI programs geared towards writing novels. I am STILL severely disabled and STILL not able to type with more then the two first fingers of my right hand, still now in 2025. Without the help of ChatGPT, Ollama, and Delirium, I would not have been able to return to writing my Quaraun series. Even though I am still mostly paralyzed in my left arm, and mostly paralyzed in my right arm save my two first fingers, I have been able to write and publish twenty-two additional novels, novellas, and short story collections between 2019 and 2025 with the help of ChatGPT, Ollama, and Delirium, something I could not have done, had AI not existed, because without AI I simply can not type, because the nerves have not yet recovered in my hands from the November 14, 2013 golf club attack that paralyzed me. So what exactly is it that I am doing here? In the pink bordered blocks titled "My question:" I am typing my thoughts, observations, questions, etc. After each pink question block, is a black bordered answer box. In the black bordered blocks titled "ChatGPT5's answer:" the AI program is typing it's thoughts, observations, answers, etc. in response to what I said to it. While there are lots of AI programs out there, the one I use on these conversations is ChatGPT. I started doing these ChatGPT conversation articles in 2023, publishing them a few times a week the entire of 2023, at first with ChatGPT2, then ChatGPT3, then ChatGPT3.5, then ChatGPT4.o, each article states which version is being used, so you can actually see the changes in how ChatGPT talks and reacts over each edition. In all I have made over one thousand of these "conversations with ChatGPT" articles since 2023. Since August 2025, the articles are using ChatGPT5. If you would like to try doing this yourself, here is the link to ChatGPT: https://chatgpt.com/ |
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a bit (piece) = a party --- EXAMPLE: "And some know a bit of Latin " > "And somme kan of latyn a party "
a long distance from = A piece fae
a piece of = the bit --- EXAMPLE: "The duck ate a piece of bread " > "The deuk ett the bit breid "
about the banks (on the shore/at the beach) = aboot da banks
accomplishments = kunnandi
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alive (living) = kvikr
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autumn = dah haihst
belong to = fylgja
best = bettah moost
betray (verb) = svíkja
bewildered = villhyggjandi
building = biggin up --- EXAMPLE: "building confidence in everyday use " > " biggin up confidence in ivvryday øs "
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cat = kat (sounds like "caught") --- EXAMPLE: "Is it an orange cat?" > "Be he a o'jinn kat?"
child = bairn
church = kirk
color = colour
danger = hœttr
daren't = darena
daring = djarfr
dark = dökk
dark elf = Dökkálfr
dark-elves = Døkkálfar
darker = dökká
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do you want to come too = ,eh? --- EXAMPLE: "I'm going to the store, do you want to come with me?" > "Me go to shope, eh?"
each = eche --- EXAMPLE: "Which each person can understand " > "That kan eche man understonde "
educated = lered --- EXAMPLE: "Both among the educated and the uneducated " > "As wel among lered as lewed "
elf = Alfr
Elf = Álfr
Elf Home = Álfheimr
Elf World = Álfheimr
elf-advice = Ælfred
elf-beautiful = ælfscyne
elf-friend = Ælfwine
elf-guardian (female) = Ælfwaru
elf-guardian (male) = Ælfweard
elf-powerful = Ælfric
everyday = ivvryday
eyelids = eye ledes --- EXAMPLE: "He closed his eyelids." > "Hims did shut hims eye ledes"
fair = faire --- EXAMPLE: "Going to the fair." > "Done gone went to the faire."
feild = felde --- EXAMPLE: "Standing in the feild." > "Stoodt in thems felde."
further = ferther --- EXAMPLE: "I looked further." > "I dids lokid ferther."
green = grene --- EXAMPLE: "Look at the green hedges and woods." > "Look see at thems heigges and holtz so grene."
handsome = braw --- EXAMPLE: "He is very handsome " > "Him wicked braw "
have faith = trúa
Have no doubts about our doing it = Nae faer o wis
Have no liking for this. = Hae nae brou o this.
have not = ain't
He knows how many beans make five. = He kens the laid frae the croun o the causey.
He knows which side his bread is buttered on. = He kens whilk side his bannock's buttert on.
Head for = Mak wye for
head rope in fishing nets and lines = baak
head to head = Be at the knag and the widdie
horse fly = klegsie
I = Me
I Think = Me thinks --- EXAMPLE: "I think we're late. " > "Me thinks that we is late. "
I wish you well for the future = Lang may yer lum reek (translation: Long may your chimney smoke)
idiot = eejit --- EXAMPLE: "You idiot." > "Ya eejit."
idiot = numpty
if = iffy or yif--- EXAMPLE: "If you don't mind..." > "Iffy yas does no care mind...."; "If you'll stay with me long enough = "Yif ye so longe with me wil dwelle". "
I'll be even with you = A'll see day aboot wi ye
know = ken
looked = lokid
looked = lokid --- EXAMPLE: "I looked up." > "I lifte up me eye ledes and lokid ferther."
magic = hoodoo
naked = nøkkviðr
needle = bodkin
neither = nouther --- EXAMPLE: "Who know neither Latin nor French " > "That kan nouther latyn ne frensch "
No = Nay --- EXAMPLE: "No, I don't think so. " > "Nay, me thinks not. "
Nobody knew = not-knew nobody
Noontide = Da heicht o da day
NOTE: Extra words are often added. --- EXAMPLE: "Did you meet the new family next door?" > "Dids ya gets a chance to stop by and meets with thems new folk that move-ed in down yawn there next doors to ya, eh?"
NOTE: Extra words are often added. --- EXAMPLE: "He went to Rite-Aid to pick up his prescription" > "Hims did go to that yawn there new fangled store the new folks call that Rite Aid place, to gets himself some of thems there pills what the doctor gone and tells him to take each morning, a-yep, hims did."
old = olde --- EXAMPLE: "But educated and uneducated, old and young " > "Bot lered and lewed olde and yonge "
orange = o'jinn
out = oot --- EXAMPLE: "The cat wants to go out." > "The kat he do wants oot."
outside = oot dair
people = fokk --- EXAMPLE: "the people of Shetland " > "Shetland fokk "
people = folke --- EXAMPLE: "Look at all those people." > "Lookie at all thems folke."
poorly = febelly --- EXAMPLE: "Who know French very poorly " > "That kan frensch ful febelly "
Recognising = Recognisin --- EXAMPLE: "Recognising the bilingual nature of Shaetlan speakers " > "Recognisin da wye at Shaetlan spaekers is bilingual "
shield = skjoldr
Since = For --- EXAMPLE: "Since that is your native language " > "For that is youre kynde langage "
tell = telle --- EXAMPLE: "I'll tell you in English " > "In englysch tonge I schal you telle "
the = da, de, or is not used at all --- EXAMPLE: "I went to the store" > "Me goes to da shoppe" or "Me goes to da shoppe" or "Me goes to shoppe"
them = dem, dem dair --- EXAMPLE: "I went with them" > "Me goes wit dem dair"
there = dair --- EXAMPLE: "I want those potatoes" > "Me be wanting dem dair tatetas."
they = dey
To where = whither --- EXAMPLE: ""Where you go, I will go." " > ""Whither thou goest, I'll go."
understand = understonde
understand = understonden --- EXAMPLE: "Some understand English " > "And somme understonden englysch "
very = wicked --- EXAMPLE: "very good" > "wicked good"; "very bad" > "wicked bad"; "very cold" > "wicked cold"
Where = Whither --- EXAMPLE: "Where is the restroom? " > "Whither is the privy?"
Yes = Yea or Aye --- EXAMPLE: "Yes, I think so. " > "Yea, me thinks so. " or "Aye, me thinks so. "
For anyone actually interested in learning my native language, the Scottish government has THIS listed as the official dictionary of our people: https://static1.squarespace.com/static/61d7352954b7fd1c9dbdfef4/t/65ddb2749d5e0541a01009c0/1709027964496/Spaektionary_2024feb.pdf
The Scottish government provides this document to show our language in use: https://www.shetland.uhi.ac.uk/t4-media/one-web/uhi-shetland-images-and-documents/documents-/shaetlan/Shaetlan-Language-Plan-2022-Shaetlan.pdf
More information about our language can be found on this website: https://www.iheardee.com which is written in my native language.
However, there is also other reasons why words might be misspelled, or why I might not understand someone when they speak to me.
My grandmother Helen Ricker Allen, was from Unst, Shetland, Scotland, and she the one who raised me. She taught me to read and write, but it was Shetlain that she taught me. She died when I was 8 years old, and I was locked in a woodshed after her furneral, I escaped the woodshed 27 years later at age 31, and have been trying to learn how to speak and write English since then.
It is a very great struggle.
At age 37 I took remidial reading and speaking classes at Southern Maine Community College, but we are Gypsies and Gypsy men do not allow us Gypsy women to have education, and so, while at college, on November 14, 2013, I was beaten with a golf club, while I was 8 months pregnet, breaking my spine, hips, and knees, killing my baby and leaving me quardepaleic since.
Now my primary focus these past 13 years has been on relearning to use my hand so I could type... as of 2023, I have regained the use of my right thumb, and first two right fingers, and after 10 years offline, I am back online due to I can use three finguers.
I never went to school, so I do not know maths and numbers and sciences, and I do not know what else would have been taught to me in school. We are Scottish Gypsies and Gypsy culture does not allow females to go to school. Being born female was already a great sin, but my grandmother took great risk in teaching me reading and writing. At 4 years old I was punished by my Uncle Bruce for knowing how to read, by being beaten in the face with a cinder block brick, that broke my right jaw and left me with garbaled near-mute spoken words ever since.
Because no one ever spoke words to be face to face from he time I was 8 years old until I was 37 years old (I escaped the room at age 27, but did not start college until 37), I have no training in how to vocally sound out or speak the words I write or read. I can read words, but I do not know how to sound out or say those words. I can write words, but I do not know how to match the written word against the spoken word. I struggle to associate spoken words at all, or make them match up with writen words.
Esentially, written words and spoken words are two completly seperate languages in my brain, and I have difficulty understanding spoken words.
If you say a sentance to me with your mouth, chances are very high I will have ZERO understanding of what you said and I will not be able to ander you.
However, if you WRITE down that exact same sentabnce, I can understand you and can type a written responce to you.
My doctors tell me this is a side effect of extreme isolation and neglect and lack of human contact during my toddler, childhood, teen, and young adult years, and that my brain never deveoloped to comprehend spoken vocal words due to no one ever speaking to me in over three decades of the first half of my life.
While I can read and write, American English (somewhat) I do no know how words are sounded out, what they are supposed to sound like. I readand write by shape recognition, not by sound/vocal recognition, so when reading and writing I do no "hear the words in my head" as I am told most people do when they read and write. In other words... I see "c a t" and think "c-a-t" I do not think "cat" nor do I "see" an image of a cat, no do I "hear" the word cat spoken. I'm told that this is very rare and that most people read and write by sounding out the words and linking them to visual mind images, while hearing the sound of the word in their head. I neiher hear words in my head no see images of things in my head. I'm told this is what makes me both a speed reader and speed writer, because I'm not tripped up by hear sounds or seeing images in my head like nomal people would be doing... however, I'm also told this is why my spelling and grammar are very poor, because my brain is not hear the sounds of the words or seeing visual images of the objects the words represent, so my mind also does not register spelling and grammer errors at all.
As I was only let out of the woodshed on Sundays to go to the Cape Elezabeth Ward Church of the August Stake of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, I was never allowed to go to school or hospital either. No adults ever talked to me because I was evil for comitted the sin of being born female, so I never learned how to speak properly and do not know how to sound out words to say them.
I was 42 years old, in 2016 when, while having an MRI for my spine, the doctors found out my speak issue was caused by a broken jaw as a toddler that was healed wrong because not being allowed to go to doctors. I had surgury to fix that, and since 2016 have been trying to learn how to use my jaw and touge so I can speak vocal words now.
Since 2023 my primary focus shifted to relearning to walk. I can now, in 2026, sit up for 2 or 3 hours a day, and can sand with a cane for a few minutes, and can walk for around five thousand feet in 2 to 3 segments a day, with the help of pushing my wheelchair like a walker.
As of 2026, with a slight return to using my fingers and legs, I am once again focused on trying to learn the American English, but I live in mortal fear of my uncles and male cousins, as they are so hateful of allowing me to have education.
have no one to help me to know if I am doing words correctly, and as such, I have no way of knowing if there are spelling and grammar errors, but I asume there are, and I fix them when I learn them, but I do not know what I do not know and spelling American words is a thing I do bnot know.
I have Low Fucntioning Kanner's Syndrom, also known as "RainMan Type of Autism" aka REAL and ACTUAL Autism, not to be confused with Aspergers, High Functioning Autism, or and of thr 861 illnesses on the Autism Spectrum. An Autism Spectrum Disorder is an illness that has symptoms similar to Autism but IS NOT Autism. If you have an Autism Spectrum Disorder, it LITERALLY MEANS you do NOT have Autism.
I am medically diagnosed as "kanner's syndrome, actual autism, the rainman type, profoundly retarded autistic savant, with a general IQ of 73, and an writing IQ of 221" but they added that they did not know how to properly diagnose me as I am "technically a feral child" and they don't know "how much is the autism, and how much is simple horrific levels of abuse and neglect induced post traumatic stress disorder that will go away with proper socilization".
It means I know how to write, I can write a lot, and it is next to impossible for you to teach me how to do literally anythig else because my brain only knows how to write and doesn;t know how to do anything else..
There's a reason, when I do book signings, people are quick to say: "Okay, what's the joke? why is this stupid retard here? where's the real author? I know this retard isn't the author. where are you hiding the author, why is this fucking retard here"
The end result is, I have near zero social interaction... my 3 years in college was the ONLY face to face interaction I have ever had with humans in my entire life, and I struggle deeply to understand MOST words used by MOST people when they ask me question. And so I suffer from a huge lack of understanding many words people say to me, how to translate those words into spelling, and how to translate what it is that has been said.
The fact remains hat until there exists a human on this planet who is willing to sit down and teach me what words spoken line up with and match what words written, this deficent is unlily to improve. But the fact also remains, that I am simply far too profoundly retarded for anyone to even try to make any attempt at all even to speak a friendly "hgelloe" or "good morning" when passing me on the street, so I have lost all hope of anyone ever either being my friend, being willing to teach me how to match spoken words to written words, or how to speak to other humans.
While there are around 20k pages on this website, most of them are blocked from search engines, with only around 800 of them available for appearing in Google/Bing/etc search results. The remainder can only be accessed via the various links found throughout this site. This was done deliberately on my part, and I did it because the bulk of the pages on this website are chapters from 138 novels and 423 novellas, so only the first page of each novel and novella indexed by search engines, and the remainder are linked in order, one page at a time, via clicking "next page" at the end of each. So if you are looking for a specific page from a specific novel, Google can't help you.
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Do you know who drove this backhoe over my house at 146 Portland Avenue, Old Orchard Beach, Maine on August 8, 2013? If you have any information, please give it to FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 of the Portland, Maine FBI office.
My house at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, July 4, 2013, photo taken because we had just finished building a baby room on the back. vs My house August 8, 2013, when the same group of people (yes group, the golf club woman was not alone when she attacked November 14, 2013, nor was she alone with her second attack July 2016.) who murdered my son on November 14, 2013 at Southern Maine Community College and crippled me July 26, 2016 at scarborough WalMart,... they arrived the first time with a backhoe on August 8, 2013, that they used to drive over my house, during a time of day that I normally was home asleep... I had to work a different shift at the Waffle Cone Pizza Food Truck at George's Parking Lot by Bill's Pizza at the OBB Peir, that day, otherwise, I too would be at the bottom of a landfill, along with my house and everything I owned that was also in the house. I was 5 months pregnant at the time and have been homeless for just under 14 years, homeless ever since....
... which means it is now only a few weeks from the 14th anniversary of my son's murder. I was 8 month pregnant November 14, 2013, and a student ay SMCC, and coming out of the Buglight Lighthouse art studio after art class, when a still unidentifiedwoman wielding a golf club attacked me, severed my spine, while I was 8 months pregnant, triggered early labour, then killed my son minutes after he was born.
While accusing me of being transgender, screaming "transvestite freak" and "look at that thing, that's Ken's son in a dress"... while I was 8 months pregnant.
My house at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, July 4, 2013, photo taken because we had just finished building a baby room on the back. vs My house August 8, 2013, when the same group of people (yes group, the golf club woman was not alone when she attacked November 14, 2013, nor was she alone with her second attack July 2016.) who murdered my son and crippled me, arrived the first time with a backhoe that they used to drive over my house, during a time of day that I normally was home asleep... I had to work a different shift at the Waffle Cone Pizza Food Truck at George's Parking Lot by Bill's Pizza at the OBB Peir, that day, otherwise, I too would be at the bottom of a landfill, along with my house and everything I owned that was also in the house. I was 5 months pregnant at the time and have been homeless for just under 14 years, homeless ever since. |
The backhoe driver returned November 14, 2013, armed with a golf club, used it to break my spine and smash my baby's brains out on the ground
On November 14, 2013, my son was murdered. I was 8 months pregnant, leaving my college classroom, and just getting into my car, when 3 strangers, a man and two women, armed with golf clubs leapt out from behind my car screaming "kill or be killed, kill the transvestite freaks, kill them all before they kill us! look at that thing! That is Ken's son, look at how it's dressed! kill the transvestite freaks! kill or be killed"... while the bald man and the red haired woman chanted this over and over, the blonde woman, lunged with the golf club.
She severed my spine, I am now a quadriplegic, and been paralyzed arms and legs, and in a wheelchair for 13 years now. She broke my hips, my knees, my legs, ruptured most of my discs, and shattered three of my vertebrae so bad that the shards of bone acted like glass and embedded themselves into my spinal column nerve bundle.
The attack also triggered labour.
My son was born in that parking lot, and he lived only a couple of minutes, before the deranged blonde woman, beat his head in and smashed his brains out, with the same golfclub she had just used to sever my spine and leave me crippled for the rest of my life.
Realizing that I was not transgender, and they'd just murdered a baby, the man grabbed the 2 women and forcibly dragged them away to a 4 door white pickup truck, and they left me there to die.
The FBI told me later, that a few weeks before this attack, and transwoman, had murdered a cis woman, in a parking lot, abou 20 miles away from where I was attacked. The FBI, believes that my attackers, had somehow found out I wrote transgender fiction, connecting my real name to my penname, (my father's name is in fact "Ken", and I do have a brother) and believed that I wrote transgender fiction, because I was myself transgender, even though I'm not transgender. The FBI, believes the attackers, thought I was my brother, pretending to be a woman.
The FBI investigation, into my son's murder, has dragged on for 13 years, and still now in 2026, continues on, with the FBI, still not having yet identified my attackers, and only guessing at what their motive was.
Thus we come to 2014, and the full swing change of the series I write. WHY my series, went from just a transman main character living life, to the full blown Mpreg genre series that it now is today.
Before the attack, I had a chance of having a baby. I don't know. And because I'm in America, I'm too old to adopt. You have to be under 45 years old to adopt a baby. That is the law in America. I was informed this, when we tried to adopt, now that my injuries leave me unable to get pregnant a 9th time.
Thus began my obsessively writing, my transman main character, pregnant. Always pregnant now. Every time. Every story. Stories that now fully focus on pregnancy, labour, miscarriages, babies dying, babies living, raising babies... the whole series, since 2014 has devolved into an outright baby obsession.
Meanwhile, reborn baby dolls were suggested to me by my therapist, and have also become a deeply obsessive part of my life. Because 13 years ago my son was murdered minutes after he was born, because a transphobic bigot mistook me for being transgender, I'm STILL in a wheelchair, struggling to relearn to use my arms and legs, now 13 years later, and I'm still DAILY dealing with police officers and FBI agents who while they are trying to find my son's killer, they are also daily reminding me... oh, yeah, my son was murdered, literally ripped out of my belly, by a transphobe. Who still has not been located and walks free to kill again.
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The golfclub woman as she looked during the golf club attack at Southern Maine community college November 14, 2013. She is about 20 to 30 years older then me and would be around 75 to 85 years old now in 2026. If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 |
The golfclub woman as she looked during the shopping cart attack at Scarborough WalMart July 26, 2016. She is about 20 to 30 years older then me and would be around 75 to 85 years old now in 2026. If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 |
The 2nd woman as she looked at both attacks, her hair goes all the way down to her knees. She is about 20 to 30 years older then me and would be around 75 to 85 years old now in 2026. If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer's accomplice, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 |
Do you know who these two woman who crippled me and murdered my baby, at Southern Maine Community College at 10PM on November 14, 2013, are, and what their connection to the backhoe that drove over my house is? If you have any information, please give it to FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 of the Portland, Maine FBI office.
I am a legally blind quadriplegic, and low verbal, I have also published 138 novels in the last 48 years. It's not as impossible as people think. The problem being blind and quadriplegic, medically have different meanings then how those two words are used medically.
Fewer than 3% of all blind people see nothing. While 97% people who are classified as fully blind are able to see up to two feet in front of them. Legally blind means I can see more then two feet in front of me but not far enough to see twenty feet in front of me. In my case I can see about eight feet.
Quadriplegic, has varying levels, it means having a damaged nerve bundle in the spinal column causing limited mobility of all 4 limbs, (in my case this was done by a women wielding a golf club, who also beat my 8 month infant's head to pulp on the parking lot tarmak, at the same time she severed my spine with the same golf club; both on November 14, 2013; the FBI investigation into my son's murder and my being crippled has gone on now for 13 years, a few weeks away from 14 years now, and the FBI has still not identified the killer or her motive). Contrary to popular misconception, quadriplegic does NOT mean ZERO movement, it means means limited movement, specifically in means unable to lift arms over head, unable to grip fingers around objects to pick them up, and unable to stand for more then 5 minutes to a time. Because there are so many thousands of nerves in each limb it is actually very rare for there to be 100% no movement, but how much, and to what extent varies by patent depending upon the specific point of injury to the spinal column.
Meaning typing is still possible for over 60% of all quadriplegics.
In my case, it was the lower spine that was severed, cutting off completly my ability to move my right leg, leaving limited feeling in my left leg, and an ability to stand but not walk, with crutches, for the first 9 years. I regained enough nerve growth in my legs by the 9th year to be able to take ten or twelve steps allowing me to get out of bed for the first time since the golf club attack; This in turn lead to me being able to start using a wheelchair, as I was able to sit upright for the first time as well.
Because the shattered vertebrae bone fragments are broken off completly and embedded into the nerve bundle just above my tailbone, doctors were saying I would never walk again, but now at 13 years, I am able to push mu wheelchair like a walker, a distance of almost a thousand steps a day. Though doctors are still doubtful I will ever walk "normally" again, I have proven them wrong, when their said 13 years ago, that I would never walk again at all.
But because of the placement of the damage to my spine, regaining hand use, was always thought possible, it was just a matter of waiting long enough for nerve regrowth, along side daily finger exercises. I was able to continue writing, after becoming quadriplegic, because I still have use of my right thumb, and 2 fore figures of my right hand. And can type 90 words per minute with those 3 fingers.
I however have no wrist strength, elbow strength, or shoulder strength, so I am not able to form a fist, or lift objects, or brush my hair, or my teeth, all thing I have to have my caretaker do. But, those things are not needed for typing. Unfortunately, my pinky and ring fingers are "nerve dead" and drag over the keyboard, and cause horrific spelling errors and typos, which are incredibly frustrating to deal with.
Unfortunately trying to edit errors myself, just makes the errors worse, because those same two fingers drag over the keyboard yet again. Prior to the golf club attack, I rarely had spelling errors; now I got more spelling errors then someone is learning English as second language. Editing is a challenge, that I've had to accept, I simply can not do myself, and I have to hire several editors to help with that.
Low verbal means sounds can still be made, sounds that software programs like Dragon can be trained to recognize and translate, and type into full words. More then half my novels were typed with this method.
I still have a long ways to go before I am anything close to being able to do the things I could do before the golf club woman beat my baby's brains out and shattered my spine. And you know what's more frustrating then how slow mu medical progression has been? The fact that it's been 13 years and the police and FBI are still coming up at dead ends as to who the woman who murdered my baby was, or why she even did it.
My son's 14th birthday is only a few weeks away, but he didn't even get to live long enough to celebrate his 1st birthday, I don't even know why. And I can't wait to regain my ability to walk again, because regaining my ability to walk, means gaining the ability to go outside and start looking for my son's murderer myself instead of sitting at home trapped in a wheelchair waiting for the police and FBI to to find her. So, writing isn't a big priority for me anymore. I only write now, as a way to exercise my hands, in between relearning to walk.
Never let a disability stop you. Plenty of writers, artists, athletes, do not let either blindness, speech impediments, or limited mobility hold then back from perusing their careers.
Do you know who these two woman who crippled me and murdered my baby, at Southern Maine Community College at 10PM on November 14, 2013, are, and what their connection to the backhoe that drove over my house is? If you have any information, please give it to FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 of the Portland, Maine FBI office.
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