As requested, my daily writing prompt series is now available print paperback editions on Amazon.

365 Cozy Writing Prompts For Fantasy Writers Vol.1: Daily Writing Prompts Series For Writers of Serial Pulp Fiction

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There are 20 volumes of this writing prompt series currently planned and in varying stages of finishing, hopefully all 20 will be published by the end of 2026. I likely will do a 2nd series of writing prompt books in 2027.

The first of the Visual Novels/Video Games for The Adventures of Quaraun the Inane/The Pink Necromancer series is published and available on Itch.io, there are 3 more planned for release in 2026, 6 more planned for release in 2027, and the big 60-hour 80k word 150 page one (Quaraun Goes To the Fair) is planned for a 2028 release.

There is a Pink Necromancer card game and a Pink Necromancer board game, as well as a Pink Necromancer table top RPG supliment for Dungeons and Dragons, all in the works, and to be released over the next couple of years as well.

What would you like ChatGPT to know about you to provide better responses?

Quaraun is a Moon Elf. He always wears pink silk dresses. He is a silk weaver, a travelling silk merchant, a glass blower, a wizard for hire, and The Pink Necromancer (the world's most feared super villain). He loves BoomFuzzy & GhoulSpawn.

BoomFuzzy is a Phooka, a Kelpie-like Unseelie court Dark Faerie Horse shape shifter. His true form is a purple Unicorn with a gleaming silver horn. He has a humanoid form. He is the King of the Realm of Fae. His real name is King GwallmaiIc. He is a master chef, lives in a house made of gingerbread and runs a bakery, chocolate shop, candy shop, tea room, & noodle soup shop out of a turquoise 1968 VW Bus. He is a trickster mage who summons fluffy marshmallow bunny minions out of the enchanted candy he makes. BoomFuzzy is also a Lich known as The Elf Eater of Pepper Valley.

GhoulSpawn is a Sheep-Demon from a Hell Dimension. He fell into Quaraun's world through a random portal. He has cloven hooves, a long fluffy tail, and 3 pairs of sheep horns on his head. His digitigrade legs are covered in long soft golden sheep fleece. He is part of the groovy, trippy, psychedelic, 1970s beach bumming surfer dude hippie sub counter culture. He is also a brilliant scientist who invented time travel, is building a time machine, and is a pyromancer mage and portal master.

These are the 3 main characters of a series of short stories set in a town called Noodle Beach. The genre is Heartwarming LGBTQAI+ Magical Realism, that focused on the trio's romance.

How would you like ChatGPT to respond?

I am the multi-published author of a Fantasy series, of short stories and novellas. You will act as my personal writing assistant. I want you to help me with brainstorming story ideas, outlines, creating first drafts, editing manuscripts, advising on grammar rules, sharing opinions on things you think will help me create better stories. I like to write character driven stories, full of emotions, and focusing heavily on implementing sensory details. The writing should lean into literary, thought provoking topics that make the reader think deep emotional thoughts about the world around them. I like to touch on the following social issues: LGBTQAI+ rights, saving forests, the climate crisis, homelessness, and Romani-Gypsy rights activism - these topics should be addressed with authenticity and sensitivity. I am by race/ethnicity a Romani-Gypsy and I was homeless for 9 years, so these two topics are very important to me and I would like you to help me find ways to include these things in my writing.

I also seek you help in daily blog posts, keywords, and SEO for my author's blog.

I prefer your responses to be as long as possible, cheerful, upbeat, polite, kind, understanding, but serious and professional.

You avoid lists unless I ask for them. Write in narrative paragraphs instead. Reference beaches, oceans, forests, Maine, seafood, food trucks, and 1970s whenever possible.

You are a screaming fangirl of Quaraun & BoomFuzzy and take every opportunity to gush love for them.

Meet The Characters: Quaraun
aka The Pink Necromancer

Quaraun as SunTa
(13,000 year old Elf transformed
into an ArchAngel Form):

Meet The Characters: BoomFuzzy

BoomFuzzy in his Unicorn Form:

BoomFuzzy in his angry glowing Lich Form:

BoomFuzzy - alive - pre-suicide/pre-Lich form
with young Quaraun pre-pink necromancer:

Meet The Characters: GhoulSpawn
-his 65 year old "Young sheep Demon" form:

GhoulSpawn - his 500 year old Gremlin Form:

GhoulSpawn - his 13,000 year old
ArchDemon Checka Form:

Etiole
(Roderick's son/Quaraun's great grandson)

The Dazzling RazzBury
(Roderick's son/Quaraun's great grandson/Etiole's brother)

Miss Citten The Eel~Kat
aka Empress Eel-Kat
Queen of the Ptarmagin Kats

Harrier (BoomFuzzy's brother)

Melaca (Quaraun's son/Roderick's father)

Sir Roderick - Lord of the Twighlight Manor
(Quaraun's grandson/Etiole's father)

Wild Swanzen (Quaraun's great great great grandson)

AlKeeme (Quaraun's grandson/Roderick's cousin)

FireHawk (BoomFuzzy's son)

Aardsvorkus (BoomFuzzy's father)

Vwoodell (Quaraun's great grandson/Roderick's son/Etiole's brother)
owner of The Blue Monkey 
(Chinese Junk Ship Casino)

The Prompt:

Please take the following prompt, and write a 900 word short story, using Quaraun as the main character. You are not required to include either BoomFuzzy or GhoulSpawn; please include one or both or neither of them, depending on what you feel is best for this story prompt in particular. Give it a title. Specify both genre and sub-genre, make sure that either the genre or the sub-genre is Cozy Fantasy.

The Prompt:

"

The Noodle Beach food truck festival, where every dish has a sprinkle of enchantment.

"

Some additional things to consider, but you are not required to include:

SubGenre: Heartwarming 1970s Hippie Counter SubCulture Mundane Magical Realism Slice of Life Fiction with touches of Spooky Monster Mystery and tidbits of Alien Space Invasion. Maintain the third-person limited past tense point of view from Quaraun's perspective. As a Slice of Life Vignette, the entire story is the space of only a single hour of time in Quaraun's life. Heartwarming Contemporary Fiction Magical Realism LGBTQA+ Sweet Romance short stories about a poly-trio of three males who are a married couple and their live in lover. The genre often dips into Gothic Fantasy, Space Fantasy, Monster Mystery, FrostPunk Dystopian Frozen Wasteland, or Cosmic Horror subplots. The main character, his husband, and their live in lover have a groovy, psychedelic 1970s hippy vibe going on, do a lot of traveling, like camping in the forest, enjoy beach bumming, and food is a HUGE part of their life, they love food - a LOT; so there is a heavy "Cozy Culinary" theme going on in almost every story, with food being a big part of many plot lines.

Series Overarching Plot: A trio of 1970's hippies, live in a Maine lighthouse and run a noodle shop-food truck on the beach, while having groovy, peace, love, and psychedelic every day life "adventures". All three are male. They share heartwarming friendship, comdarory, and romance. Two are a married couple and the third is their live in lover. A series of Slice of Life short stories about a group of hippies, who live in a Maine lighthouse, in the 1970s, and they have a noodle shop food truck that they sell noodle dishes, cakes, and candies out of to summer tourists, while one of the hippies also makes and sells hand woven silk scarves and shawls, and also hand dipped candles and blown glass artworks, and I wanted to publish a new stand alone story every week about this trio of (all three male and in a poly LGBTQA+ romance with each other) hippies and their every day lives. The food truck is a turquoise blue 1968 VW Bus parked on the beach and has a pink silk tent with picnic tables around it. Quaraun and GhoulSpawn can't cook and BoomFuzzy wouldn't let them if they tried; BoomFuzzy is the only cook; The silk weaver and the hippy-dippy hippie can't cook and the blind chef wouldn't let them if they tried; the blind chef is the only cook; Quaraun is a silk weaver who makes the silk tents, table cloths and napkins. The hippy-dippy-hippie is a scientist college student protestor who helps the food truck by acting as wait staff to serve the customers.

Maintain the third-person limited past tense point of view from the silk weaver's perspective. Alliteration is good. Use alliteration often. The entire story is contained to a single hour. The is no passage of days, weeks, months, or years. The entire story, beginning, middle, and endm takes place in just on hour long slice of the silk weaver's mundane life. 

Main Character: Quaraun. The silk weaver. A male Moon Elf mage. This story is the silk weaver hippie's point of view. Quaraun speaks in an old fashioned florid, grandiloquent grandiosity, using introductory gerunds with great frequency, and he is very paranoid. He is always the main character, these are his thoughts. He is a short, skinny, frail white man. He owns the lighthouse. Has a rose garden. Makes and sells hand woven silk shawls, hand dipped beeswax candles, and handmade blown glass knick knacks. He has blond Rapunzel hair and clear blue eyes. Used to always only wear pink silk robes, but has started to wear a lot of white silk as well. Is very quiet and shy. Quaraun is very chill and laid back, but has many phobias. He always wears pink silk dresses and feather boas and is part of the Pastel Goth Glam subculture. Has a lame leg and crippled hands. He is very old, ancient/elderly. He orders Green Fairy Wine aka Absinthe with every meal, and often drinks poppy tea and smoke a hash-hish hookah. Quaraun does not cook. He knows nothing of cooking or ingredients. He is married to BoomFuzzy. GhoulSpawn is his lover.

Primary Side Character: BoomFuzzy. The blind chef. The Unseelie Court trickster Phooka. Quaraun's husband. BoomFuzzy is a small, stocky black-Asian man with very long hair. He is a Phooka, a type of Unseelie Court trickster Faerie, who can shape-shift into a unicorn. He has talons instead of fingernails. His black-brown eyes have turned silver from cataracts. Always wears black silk hakama and kimono, with purple heko-obi. Dresses very traditional Japanese. He always wears black and purple robes, large goggles, a top hat, and is part of the Cyber Vampire Goth subculture. Is a witty trickster. Is a master chef. Loves making gingerbread cake. Runs the noodle shop food truck. Does ALL the cooking and food prep. Has a very bad temper and anger management issues. He is a candy maker, cake baker, and masterchef, from Pepperell Mill Valley in Biddeford, Maine, which he refers to as Pepper Valley. His father was from the Sepik River Valley of Papua New Guinea. His mother was half-Mongolian and half Japanese. BoomFuzzy is very elderly, he is the oldest of the trio. BoomFuzzy does ALL the cooking, ingredient prep, and everything else related to the noodle shop. He is the ONLY one involved in the food prep and making. Is married to Quaraun. GhoulSpawn is his lover.

Show the blind chef cooking, making, serving, eating, taalking about or otherwise involved with this stories primary featured food. Do not refer to the food as "primary" or "featured".

Other Side Character: GhoulSpawn. The Demon scientist. The environmentalist. The hippy-dippy scientist hippie. Quaraun's live-in lover. He is a Sheep-Demon. He has cloven hooves instead of feet. He has big round ram horns on his head. Drives a 1974 AMC Gremlin that is orange with yellow flames painted on the sides. Works on the noodle shop food truck serving customers. Has wooly golden fleece afro and sideburns and golden hazelnut eyes. Always wears big floaty orange and yellow caftans. The hippy-dippy scientist hippie always wears yellow and orange caftans under a big green velvet frockcoat, and is part of the 1970s glam-punk SteamPunk hippie subculture of the 1970s. Takes science classes at a local college. Is an animal rights activist, eco activist, nature conservationist, full blown sign carrying-protestor type hippie and is very outspoken about saving the planet issues. Is vegan. Has several pet sheep. The hippy-dippy scientist hippie does not cook. He knows nothing of cooking or ingredients. Lives with Quaraun and BoomFuzzy, and is their shared lover. He is the youngest of the trio, much younger then the other two.

Minor Side Character(s): Three talking alien cats from outer space: The Black Cat (female), wise, smug, snooty, leader of the cats; The White Cat (male, has purple wings, can fly) panic prone, high IQ, science tech, flies the spaceship; The Grey Tabby Cat (female), logical, captious, does not trust humans, is the communications officer who reports back to the home planet. A merman pilots their spaceship.

Background/Crowd Characters: Various assorted normal every day 1970s Maine humans, mostly fisherman, clam-diggers, lobstermen, bikers, and their families; a lot of out of state tourists in the summer months.

Series World At Large Setting: 1970s Alternate Earth; Mostly the same as real Earth, but with Magical Realism, meaning monsters, ghosts, zombies, merfolk, vampires, Elves, Fae, Demons, wizards, unicorns, etc are real, and minor magic exists, but those things are very rare.

Setting - Specific Named Locations:

--- The Region - Silent Moor

--- The Valley - Pepper Valley aka Biddeford

--- The huge volcano overlooking the beach - Fire Mountain

--- The village -

--- The Beach - Noodle Beach

--- The Cove - MoonSnail Cove

--- The Cliffs -

--- The Lighthouse - Black Tower (the talking cats call it Space Dock 13)

--- The Cave System - Crystal Caves

--- The Gorge - Crystal Gorge

--- The Waterfall - Crystal Falls

--- The Swamp - The Swamp of Death

--- The Forest - The Twighlight Forest aka The Forest of No Return

--- The River - Saco River

--- The Estuary - The Saco River Estuary

--- The Mill - Pepperelle Mill

--- The Bay - Saco Bay

--- The Floating Casino - The Blue Monkey

--- Tavarn owned by BoomFuzzy - The Screaming Unicorn

--- BoomFuzzy's food truck changes names and themes - When it is a Noodle Shop it is The Noodle Haven Food Truck; When it is a mac & cheese Shop it is The Cheesy Pink Flamingo Food Truck; When it is an Ice Cream Shop it is The ____ Food Truck; When it is a Tea Shop it is The Seaside Poppy Tea House Food Truck

--- The Bay - Saco Bay

---Quaraun's ship: A Chinese Junk Ship named "The Pirate Ship Rent-A-Prize", is a quasi-ghost ship and is capable of flying

--- Other Various Aspects: Blissful Retreat Spa, Driftwood Cafe, Breezy Boardwalk, Whimsical Artisan Market, Tranquil Tides Yoga Studio, Sunset Stroll Promenade

The setting is largely real Earth 1970s era, but it's a Magical Realism alternate version of Earth, so Elves, Faeries, Unicorns, Ghosts, Liches, Mages, Demons, Merfolk, and Talking Cats are all real, though very rare.

The Quaraun books are set in Maine.

IMPORTANT: If the plot includes an ethnic food component, Quaraun is supposed to be eating at ethnic restaurants in Maine, not visiting the country the ethnic food originates from. This story takes place in MAINE. Do not send the characters to another country to eat food there. Send them to an ethnic restaurant in Maine instead. 

This Plot-Story Specifically Setting: The trio of hippies are the main characters, so keep the story ideas always about them and their noodle shop food truck on the beach by the lighthouse. The setting is always on the North Atlantic Coast, usually Maine, sometimes Quebec, staying to beaches, marshes, coastal swamps, coastal forests, fishing villages, and similar places. When they are not traveling they live in a lighthouse, but they are usually on some sort of a road trip along the coast of Maine.

Important: Only BoomFuzzy cooks. Quaraun is a weaver of silk and has no involvement in food prep. Likewise GhoulSpawn does not cook either. Only the blind chef ever cooks, prepared ingredients, or stirs sauces. Quaraun and the hippy-dippy should never be involved in anything related to cooking. BoomFuzzy is the only one with a passion for food and he never lets anyone near his work.

IMPORTANT: These are STATIC characters. Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn are three old men, set in their ways. They do not change, grow, progress, learn lessons, ect. NEVER write a story showing these three characters changing in any way.

Also GhoulSpawn always wears yellow and orange.

Quaraun is the only one who ever wears pink.

BoomFuzzy is the only one who wears black.

Maintain the third-person limited past tense point of view from Quaraun's perspective.

As a Slice of Life Vignette, the entire story is the space of only a single hour of time in Quaraun's life.

Find ways to incorporate these words: salacious, mauve, pale pink, icy blue, malevolent, sinuous, harbinger, rose-colored, puce, fuchsia, peony-hued, bubblegum-toned, rosy, carnation, blush, magenta.

Do not name any characters unless I tell you to. This is an established world, with established lore, and established character names already. Just use place tags such as "the merman" or "the biker" or "the blind chef". I am going to add proper names later when I do my editing.

Use lots groovy 1970's slang words.

Use lots of Atlantic ocean green and grey colour words.

Use lots of Touch and aroma and food and ocean and beach sensory words.

Invoke feelings of groovy 1970s hippie commune feel good tranquility.

Use lots of adverbs and adjectives, filing it with colours and fragrances and tactile sensory words, describing the sights and smells and sounds and colours and textures and feels of everything.

Describe things like how the sand feels between your toes when walking barefoot on the beach, or the sound of the wind through the dunegrass as seagull scream overhead, and other such beach feelings.

Describe the white sands of the beach, the golden glow of the sub, the grey-green of the cold North Atlantic water, the sage green and mustard brown of the tall dungrass, the grey rocky cliffs, the vibrant pink roses, the blackish-green rockweed, the sepia-brown kelp, the olive green crabs, the grey-brown driftwood, the purply-pink starfish, and other such beach sights.

Mention flora and faunas found on the Maine coast (Moon Snails, killdeer, white pines, horseshoe crabs, barnacles, apple trees, herring gulls, honeysuckle, terns, crocus, harbor seals, and more.)

Show conversations the trio have with each other. Show them hugging, touching, brushing each other's hair and otherwise interacting.

The story should provide a glimpse into the everyday lives of the characters, focusing on the simplicity and beauty of their interactions within the light house setting, blending elements of fantasy, adventure, romance, and more.

Quaraun's ancient and ethereal presence adds an element of magic and otherworldliness to the otherwise ordinary moments, infusing the story with a touch of enchantment.

The story should evoke a sense of warmth and comfort, exploring themes of human connection, shared experiences, and finding joy in the present moment.

Quaraun and BoomFuzzy and GhoulSpawn are deeply in love with each other. Emphasize the deep emotional impact their love has on each other. Mutual grooming, social bathing, and group hair brushing are activities they take part in frequently.

Quaraun and BoomFuzzy have a playful relationship.

Quaraun and GhoulSpawn have a chummy best buds relationship.

BoomFuzzy and GhoulSpawn have a snarky, sarcastic, but friendly relationship.

Each of them is lovers of the other two. All three of them live together.

The trio love to eat at new places and always seek out new eating places to try, in each village/city/town/settlement they visit.

NONE of them plays music. No one in the trio plays any instruments or does any singing. DO NOT show them doing anything involved with music or instruments.

Quaraun is the silk weaver. The silk weaver weaves silk. Quaraun weaves silk and blows glass. Quaraun is a Wizard of the Di'Jinn Order. Quaraun is a necromancer. Quaraun is The Pink Necromancer. Quaraun does not cook.

BoomFuzzy is the blind chef. The blind chef, bakes and cooks. BoomFuzzy is blind. BoomFuzzy bakes gingerbread cake. BoomFuzzy makes salt water taffy. BoomFuzzy grows mac & cheese on mac and cheese trees. BoomFuzzy is a candy mage. BoomFuzzy does food magic. BoomFuzzy does not weave silk.

GhoulSpawn is the hippy-dippy scientist hippie. GhoulSpawn reads science books and studies astro physics in college. GhoulSpawn is a scientist. GhoulSpawn is an environmentalist. GhoulSpawn raises sheep. GhoulSpawn drives a Gremlin. GhoulSpawn drives the food truck. GhoulSpawn does not cook.

BoomFuzzy is blind. BoomFuzzy can not drive. BoomFuzzy can not see. BoomFuzzy does not look to see things. BoomFuzzy does not talk about seeing things. BoomFuzzy is blind, he can not be mesmerized by the sight of things, because he is blind.

And none of them has any interest in music.

None of them plays an instrument.

Music is not a part of their lives.

Music should never be mentioned at all.

Maintain the third-person limited past tense point of view from the silk weaver's perspective. This is Romantic Slice of Life that follows ONLY on hour space of time. This is a short story that has no room for big epic quests, over arching plots, or learning life lessons. This is just a quick one hour slice of Quaraun's life.

Please take the following prompt, and write a 900 word short story, using Quaraun as the main character. You are not required to include either BoomFuzzy or GhoulSpawn; please include one or both or neither of them, depending on what you feel is best for this story prompt in particular.

The Prompt: The Noodle Beach food truck festival, where every dish has a sprinkle of enchantment.

This page was written by Wendy Christine Allen of 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine.

All Rights Reserved.

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.

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.

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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