Wizards vs Witches vs Sorcerers: How are they different? | Writing Fantasy Books

By Wendy C Allen

Wendy Christine Allen, 2019, able to sit up in a chair for the first time in years, and able to raise up my arm and wiggle fingers. This was when I started playing Witcher 3 on Twitch as part of my physical therapy to regain finger movement. Playing Witcher 3 daily from 2016 to 2019, is how I regained the use of my thumb and two for fingers on my right hand... it is also why I stopped playing Witcher 3 in 2019, once I had strengthen my two forefingers enough to start typing again. Wendy Christine Allen, Old Orchard Beach's Autistic Author, Artist, Illustrator, & Art Car Designer Counting Down to the September 23, 2028 50th Anniversary of my first published book (September 23, 1978) If you are here looking for The Twighlight Manor series, The Crystonite Wars series, The Wild Years series, The White Rock Asylum for the Criminally Insane series, The Twisted Tales series, the Captured By a MerMan series, The Space Dock 13 series, The Kats of Planet Ptarmagin series, the stories about Miss Citten the Eel-Kat, or the stories about Etiole... ALL of those series were combined and consolidated into The Adventures of Quaraun the Insane Pink Necromancer series in 2014, so ALL the different series, are now under one series title. List of the published titles still in print: The Index of over three thousand stories in The Pink Necromancer series What the series is about, for those new here: The introduction to The Pink Necromancer Series.

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: BoomFuzzy's Chowder Dilemma If your ass ain’t freezing or your brains ain’t scrambled, you’re ain’t really trying A Very Important Clump of Grass The Washer Woman & The Fae Absinthe Slushies: An Ode to Frozen Green Fairy Wine Bone Dice Excited For The New Baby Zwodder: A Drowsy Stupid State of Mind Pink Sheep, Cheesy Burritos, and The Grim Reality of Zombies Open Grave The Phooka's Dragon School The Moon Goddess Laughs From The Rooftops The Jar of Pickled Toes The Book Burning Maggots, a You Can't Spell Hatred Without Red Hats A Day In The Life of a Bumbling Necromancer The Three-Seventeen Pee Expedition

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.

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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.

Health update: August 4, 2026 - in recovery for 6 months+ (at least until mid-January 2027...all book and video game releases are pushed back at least 6 months) see video below for why...

@eelkat health update #maine #disabilityawareness #wheelchairlife #wheelchairvlogger #multiplesclerosis ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen | 📚 Author

@eelkat The man who built the grease fryer bomb that blew up my house October 16, 2006, gets out of prison in 4 years. :( #thishapped #fbiinvestigation #mainelife #oldorchardbeach #Maine ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen | 📚 Author

@eelkat Answering #questions about my #multiplesclerosis specific #vocic #z51 #wheelchair ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen | 📚 Author

@eelkat #wheelchair #artcar #cairnterrier #doglife #mainetok ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen | 📚 Author

@eelkat Health update: #chickenpox #bellspalsy #RamsayHuntsyndrome #paralysis #recovery ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen | 📚 Author

@eelkat I seem to have had another stroke (during the night while I was asleep?) #stroke #paralysis ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen | 📚 Author

Update Sept 3, 2026:

I am able to get around enough to take Koko to dog park... today is 29 days since getting out of hospital. My diet is still mostly liquid, but im eating some solid food again, but its like rice or soft mushy baby food type stuff because I still can not chew yet, though I can swallow again. My jaw is still not functioning good so im having trouble talking still. So there's been slight improvement to my mouth, throat, and jaw, but, zero improvement to my eye, which is a major concern, be Im almost fully blind right now. im legally blind since birth in my left eye, so I have no ability to fall back on using my left eye. My right eye is the one injured and my vision in it is "40% decreased" according to my doctor, but it wasn't good vision to begin with, and right now my right eye is not much different from my legally blind left eye. Which I why I have to have someone drive my car for me instead of me driving my car myself right now, which is very frustrating, because, being a female, I had to fight for over twenty years to be allowed to drive. I started sneaking out at age 31 and dressing as a man to go to Old Orchard Beach high school to get a ged, because us females are not allowed to go to school. And i was 37 years old when snuck out to the DMV and got a driver's permit and started going to college. I was 42 and 8 months pregnant when my family found out I was going to college and thats when I was punished by the backhoe driving over my house and my spine broken with a golf club and my baby born right then and killed with same golf club. So it's very frustrating now, so soon after finally being able to drive , to now not be able to drive because of an eye injury, especially after 14 years of being paralyzed from the golf club and not being allowed to have a wheelchair, again, because i am female and we females are simply not allowed to do anything. I hate the culture I was born into. I wish I had the freedom to go to school and drive a car the way American women do. I wish having my spine broken with a golf club and my baby killed with a golf club and a backhoe driven over my house was not how men in my family punishment women in my family for learning to read and write. Its so frustrating not being able to to drive again, so soon after 14 years being paralyzed, and being paralyzed by the golf club was the punishment for getting a driver's license back in 2013 after 30 years of men not letting me have one. I hate my family's culture and how they treat us women.

I get so sick of Americans telling me how they wish they could be a Gypsy… they are either misogynist woman hating pigs, or delusional idiots who haven't got a clue how shittily we Gypsy women are treated by Gypsy men, because no one in their righ mind who knows anything about Gypsy culture would ever want to be part of it. I hate that I was born a Gypsy. 

update sept 7, 2026

"You would not make a good teacher"... what does that mean, and why are there so many people on Railroad Ave and Western Ave and Cutts St why walk up to me and say that to me?

I find it very confusing. I have low functioning Autism (the Rain Man type) and so i have very little understanding of words beyond the basic ones, and i never went to to school, so I never learned maths or sciences, and I only had remedial classes at Southern Maine Community College, because I did not have an education to enroll with regular, I was there taking every reading and writing class they had to learn how to read and write, and also took speaking classes to learn how to talk (i spoke Shetland Scottish language because that was language my grandmother spoke but she died when I was 8 so I only knew that language to speak and write, and I was 37 when I went to college and 42 when I learned English speaking and I still cant speak English good yet), all the other classes I took were art painting and cooking.

So the phrase "You would not make a good teacher" makes no sense to me because it seems to imply that I am trying to be a teacher, but I don't have anything close to the education ti be a teacher, and im not trying to be a teacher. So I don't know why people keep saying this phrase to me and I assume it must have some sort of a slang meaning, but I can't figure out what it could be of why do these people keep saying it to me.

see video below for more information: 

@eelkat "You would not make a good teacher"... what does that mean, and why are there so many people on Railroad Ave and Western Ave and Cutts St why walk up to me and say that to me? I find it very confusing. I have low functioning Autism (the Rain Man type) and so i have very little understanding of words beyond the basic ones, and i never went to to school, so I never learned maths or sciences, and I only had remedial classes at Southern Maine Community College, because I did not have an education to enroll with regular, I was there taking every reading and writing class they had to learn how to read and write, and also took speaking classes to learn how to talk (i spoke Shetland Scottish language because that was language my grandmother spoke but she died when I was 8 so I only knew that language to speak and write, and I was 37 when I went to college and 42 when I learned English speaking and I still cant speak English good yet), all the other classes I took were art painting and cooking. So the phrase "You would not make a good teacher" makes no sense to me because it seems to imply that I am trying to be a teacher, but I don't have anything close to the education ti be a teacher, and im not trying to be a teacher. So I don't know why people keep saying this phrase to me and I assume it must have some sort of a slang meaning, but I can't figure out what it could be of why do these people keep saying it to me. #mainelife #biddefordmaine #maine #disabilitytiktok #Biddeford ♬ original sound Wendy C Allen | 📚 Author

update Sept 15, 2026:

I have some slight movement in some my fingers again again after over a decade being paralyzed

you remember how I used to be a professional doll making, pattern designer, and embroiderer, back before I became paralized and before my son was murdered and being the backhoe drove over my house?

all my equipment, sewing machines, ect were all destroyed by the backhoe driving over my house, and I have been quardepelegic for over a decade because of it so could not use my hands to sew or draw or embroider, and so only continued to do my writing of novels since then because I could do that with dragon dictation software,

well, since 2016, I been playing Witcher 3 and don't starve video games on twitch livestream, one hand two fingers, as part of my therapy to regain nerve and muscle use of my fingers, and now after 10 years of that, I have somewhat more movement in my fingers and im thinking maybe I can try to do embroidery and doll making again, but not sure, anyways, now im rebuying all of my sewing and embroidery equipment that the backhoe destroyed when it drove over my house, and hopefully I can use my hand enough to embroider again.

waiting for stuff to arrive in mail, so soon I should find out if ten years of twitch gaming has given me enough muscle strength to use my fingers to embroider again.

update to the previous video, answering viewer question about lack of hospital vs broken spine

Wheelchair Fundraiser... I need to upgrade to a power wheelchair, the manual one just isn't enough anymore. But the power wheelchair is $25k. Yes, twenty five thousand dollars. Wtf? I can get a car for a quarter that price, why are wheelchairs so damned expensive? That's more money then I make in five years, so I need to start a fundraiser for it.

Wizards vs Witches vs Sorcerers: How are they different? | Writing Fantasy Books

I am answering random questions today about world building, over on Reddit and decided to take my answers from there and expand upon them even further over here. So that's what this page is. Me rambling on about various aspects of world building techniques I use when writing the Quaraun series. The questions I am answering are embedded here. Clicking the link in the embedded question will take you to the original Reddit page where you can see the original answer along with other people's answers. If you wish to comment, you can do so on the Reddit page where a place to do so is provided.

>I was also considering the sorcerers/ sorceresses needing some kind of amulet to use their magic. Do you think this is necessary or since their magic is genetic they shouldn't need one? Let me know your thoughts, please. Any are appreciated.

First, the amulet thing you mentioned... in mine, there exists magic users who are superstitious and BELIEVE a certain object gives them power. In actuality the object is their "focus" which they use when meditating, so the object itself doesn't give them power, but rather allows them to focus their mind.

Most magic users however actually believe they get their power from their focus object and so will not go anywhere without it.

For some it's a crystal or crystal ball, or palm stone, for others it's pendant of bracelet... for my main character, it's his hair.

Quaraun believes that if he cuts his hair he will lose his powers. He came by this belief, because he has really long hair, and it takes him several hours each morning to brush it. One day he noticed that after spending 3 hours brushing his hair, his ability to do magic was stronger. What actually happened was the act of brushing his hair put him into a meditative state, and has nothing to do with magic, but because he's a Wizard and therefor highly superstitious, he came to believe that his long hair was the source of his power. The result of which is he eventually has 12 foot long hair, that becomes totally unmanageable and constantly in his way, but he completely refuses to cut it.

But your's could be a case like that, where they don't really NEED the amulet, but for whatever reason they BELIEVE they need it so won't do anything without it.

>I am writing a fantasy novel and I have a few questions on the differences between witchcraft and sorcery. I'm sure it varies but I don't want to confuse readers. I believe that the terms "witch/ witchcraft" and "sorceress/ sorcery" can sometimes be used interchangeably, as they both pertain to magic. Other times "sorcery" is seen as the "evil" kind of magic, while "witchcraft" is the "good" kind of magic. In my novel I want there to be a distinction between the two, but not where one is evil and the other is good. The kind of distinction that I want between witchcraft and sorcery is that witchcraft is learned while sorcery is genetic. Witches use energy from the earth, crystals, the deities they worship, etc. Through mediation they develop psychic abilities as well. Their power is limited and is used mainly for healing and enlightenment. So yes, in a sense, witchcraft is primarily "good". On the other hand, I want sorcery to be seen as the kind of magic that is hereditary. It is much more powerful and it's bounds are essentially limitless. That is why it is dangerous and can be considered evil. Sorcerers/ sorceresses may have malicious intentions and consequently use their magic in malicious ways.

Not sure it's the actual definition most people use in real life, but in my own novel series, I have Wizardry, Witchcraft, and Sorcery defined as 3 separate things.

I have them as 3 very different practices. Each practice itself is neutral and can be used for either good or evil, depending on the person using it, so you find good Witches and Bad Witches and Good Sorcerers and bad Sorcerers.

As for the differences between Witches and Sorcerers...

Here's how I do it in mine, maybe it'll help you figure out what to do with yours?

Wizardry:

• Almost exclusively practiced by men.
• Some Wizards are good, many Wizards are evil, nearly all Wizards are emotionally crippled, and clinically insane.
• Wizards are fanatical, super zealous priests who wield magic to gain power over others. Many consider them to be cultists.
• Wizards are highly religious and rely on their faith in their god to cause things to happen. Most believe they are invicable and protected by their god.
• If a women becomes a Wizard, usually she must hide her gender and pretend to be a man to get any training.
• Very elite, highly advanced magic art that is taught by priests.
• Ceremonial/ritual magic, similar to real world Enochain Magic.
• Uses a high rate of chants, unpronounceable words, hand gestures, and manipulating energy with tools (wands, staffs, etc.)
• Training is rigorous and starts early.
• Wizardry is heavily regulated by the government (a result of a group of past wizards turning evil and attempted to overthrow the government, while slaughtering tens of thousands of civilians.)
• Wizardry is largely "mental/psychic magic" and requires having been born with a high rate of psychic precognition.
• Only a select few young boys are ever accepted into Wizardry schools.
• Most boys are chosen by priests, who kidnap the boys and take them to a Wizard school as far away from their families as possible.
• The boys are often tortured, starved, experimented on, and beaten, as a method of teaching them resilience. Many do not live to adulthood and the few that do are often insane from the extreme levels of torture they were put through. (Very similar to The Witcher about Gerault.)
• No family ever wishes their son to become a Wizard. Boys born with psychic abilities are often hidden by their families to protect them from the Priests.
• Because it can take decades or centuries to become a highly skilled Wizard, Wizardry is practiced almost exclusively by Elves, though there are no laws banning other races from becoming Wizards. It is simply that Elves live 500 or more years so can study longer.
• Wizards are known by the school/temple/etc that trained them. (For example, Quaraun introduces himself as "A Wizard of the Di'Jinn Order" because he was taught by Thullid Priests in the Temple of the Di'Jinn in Persia.)
• Each Wizard is immediately identifiable by the way he dresses. He always wears, very elaborate (often silk of velvet) robes, covered in embroidery and bead-work. Different orders wear different colours and have different symbols of their gods embroidered on their robes. (Think of it like the way the Catholic Church has the Pope, Cardinals, and Bishops... all easily identified by their robes.) (My main character, Quaraun, for example wears bright pink robes with frilly orange, purple, and fuchsia jellyfish embroidered on them...signifying him as a worshiper of The Sacred Pink Jelly Fish who is the goddess of the Di'Jinn)

NOTE: Magic in his world, is the manipulation of energy. Only the priests/wizards are truly magical and spend two or three centuries training and learning to manipulate the world around them. Wizards are feared for their ability to control the weather, cast illusions, and call up the dead which is different from resurrection - it means creating a shambling dead/zombie minion. to go kill your enemy, then promptly falls over and goes back to rotting - it is simply reanimating a corpse by use of magic and is not resurrection of actual life.

All magic is done by mind control and requires intense focus. Wizards meditate for hours, sometimes days on end to absorb the mental energy of those around them and harness the life force of those around them to control anything and everything that is their will to control. While Humans are able to learn some of the skills of wizards, the life span of a Human is too short to allow them to learn any advanced magic skills.

While Wizardry was once seen as an Elite Class of Highly Respected Priests, by the time period of the Quaraun series (around the 1450s) Wizards have lost their social standing and are now seen as scum of the Earth no better then prostitutes, thieves, and charlatans.

Main character, Quaraun, is typical of most Wizards in the Quaraun series. He was taken from his family by a Thullid priest at the age of 9.

Born in Quebec, Quaraun was raised by the DiJinn in Persia, on the other side of the planet. As an adult he escaped his captors and made the long journey back home. Quaraun was not accepted back into Elf society and seen as a freak. The other Elves teased and bullied him.

Quaraun is often beaten, raped, and several times publicly humiliated by being striped naked and hung upside down from a tree in the village center, where the villagers would gather to beat him with sticks and throw rocks at him. It was during one of these events, that one Elf took a knife and attempted to castrate him, resulting in the horrific scars and permanent damage done to his penis, which in turn results in his near inability to have sexual intercourse, resulting in him eventually preferring to be a bottom to other men, resulting in his 3 way relationship with his two lovers Unicorn and GhoulSpawn.

For a wizard to be beaten, humiliated, and castrated is not uncommon. Many wizards are eunuchs because of this.

Societies ill treatment of wizards, is the cause of many wizards believing in celibacy, most refusing to have sex, falsely claiming to be eunuchs to prevent themselves being castrated by angry mobs.

Because Wizards are often hunted down and killed by the law, it became common practice for Wizards to live in isolated regions - on top difficult to reach mountains, in isolated deserts, or on  tiny islands in the ocean. Wizards took to living in tall stone towers as a way to protect themselves. While the top floor of the towers have windows, there are no windows on the lower levels, and the door into the tower is invisible to the naked eye, hidden by powerful spells to prevent anyone from gaining access.

It is not uncommon for a Wizard to disguise his tower as something else, such as a Lighthouse.

Many Wizards, especially those whom have been heavily abused by society, are fearful of having contact with other people, often to the point of agoraphobicly locking themselves in their towers and never setting foot outside again.

Both Wizards and their towers are a rare thing to see. Only a handful of Wizards exist in the world. Probably fewer then 100 Wizards are alive at any given time period.

Quaraun in fact, when he is at home, lives in a lighthouse known as The Black Tower.

It is not uncommon for a small group of wizards to band together, as other wizards are often the only friends a wizard has. Thus if one does see a wizard, it is likely you'll see more then one.

Quaraun himself, lives with two other wizards: The Illusionist Wizard King Gwallmaiic/BoomFuzzy the Unicorn, and The Chaos Wizard GhoulSpawn. All three of them have been victims of violent race crimes against wizards. Each of the three of them is scared to live alone.

Quaraun, Unicorn, and GhoulSpawn each rely on the other two for everything. You will almost never see any one of these three wizards without the other two close by. If one is separated from the other two, all three become highly agitated and nervous, with the two who are still together, going on a terror driven panicked search for the one that has gone missing.

None of these three Wizards feels safe on his own and is deeply emotionally dependent on having the other two by his side. All three of them suffer from serious anxiety when separated from the other two. Each of them is fiercely protective of the other two.

While small villages on the outskirts of society tend to be welcoming of wizards, most large cities and upscale regions see wizards as little more then the scum of the Earth. As a result of this Wizards are rarely seen in areas with big populations. Wizards tend to sculk around in lower class, shady places - slums, ports, docks, seedy taverns, and places that are highly infested with pirates, criminals, thieves, whores, bootleggers, moonshiners, and other individuals out cast from upper class society.

Because of this most of the Quaraun series takes place in taverns and inns of ill repute, along the coast, usually in bars on sea ports. Pirates, drunks, drug dealers, prostitutes, and sailors are thus a daily part of Quaraun's life as this is the society he lives with and is a part of. Quaraun is himself often drunk, high, or in bed with prostitutes.

Interestingly, Quaraun is of the habit of paying prostitutes to sleep with him, but not have sex with him. When asked about this, he simply explains he dislikes to sleep alone and it's easy to find prostitutes willing to not have sex with a man as most of the women simply want the money to support their families.

GhoulSpawn on the other hand is frequently seen with many prostitutes, whom he is a frequent customer of. GhoulSpawn just likes sex a lot.

It is not uncommon for the 3 of them (Quaraun, Unicorn, and GhoulSpawn) to spend the night at whore houses, with only GhoulSpawn ever having sex with the women, and them all of them, the 3 wizards and the women, sleeping together. This is due to Quaraun being a pure blooded High Elf, and his species, normally have communal sleeping habits with a dozen or more people all in bed together. Elves are often noted for stating: "No one really notices who is cuddled up with who, just as long as every one is together, it's all good."

King Gwallmaiic, aka BoomFuzzy the Unicorn is an Illusionist Wizard and is often not seen as a Wizard by other Wizards. This is because an Illusionist is a racial trait, something that all Faeries are born with, a nature skill they just happen to have.

Illusionists are always Faeries.

A distinction is made between Illusionists and Illusionist Wizards.

All Faeries are Illusionists, thou most only have very limited use of this skill. At it's most basic all they can do is "shape shift" into an animal form, or pay Humans in "gold coins" that turn out to be acorn caps or pebbles.

Illusionists are generally seen as harmless pranksters or annoying Tricksters.

An Illusionist Wizard is a Faerie who has studied to expand his natural born skills. They are able to cast vast illusions that cause physical harm... such as conjuring a dragon made out of fog, but the dragon being so believable real that when it sets fire to a village, the people are so convinced that they are being burned to death, they actually die from burning to death, even tough there was no fire at all, because there was never any dragon to begin with.

Faeries have vastly different sense of emotions than other races/species and do not see the harm in harming people, so long as they got a good laugh out of watching the people being scared of them. Faeries who seek to become Illusionist Wizards tend to do so out of a malignant sense of dark humor. They also often eat their dead prank victims after the prank is over.

Illusionist Wizards are generally seen as dangerous and evil and are thought by the general public to be the most dangerous and most feared of all types of magic users.

King Gwallmaiic is known by most people as The Elf Eater of Pepper Valley, due to his habit of terrorizing Elves into dying of fright from his illusions and then eating them. While Unicorn is the primary love interest of main character Quaraun, he is also the primary villain of the Quaraun series.

Though seen most often shape shifted into a Human form illusion, Gwallmaiic, King of the Faeries, is a Phooka, a type of marsh dwelling Scottish Faerie Horse, and in his rarely seen true form, is in fact a Purple Shetland Pony with a silver horn, thus why Quaraun calls him by the nickname "Unicorn".

Witchcraft:

• Usually practiced by women, though some male Witches are encountered from time to time.
• Best described as "granny magic", it uses found objects (teacups, herbs from the kitchen, candles, jars of honey, etc.)
• Is very similar to real world Hoodoo Rootworking and Conjure magic (something I practice in real life, so use real spells in the stories)While thought of by the general public as being "magic", Witchcraft is actually herbal remedies, that really do heal people and are not nearly as "magical" as the people of the novel time period believe it to be.
• Witches are generally peaceful, rarely bad/evil.
• Most Witches have a goal of helping those around them, and in most communities are seen as the local healer. (It's a Medieval setting before the concept of doctors.)
• Many Witches live separate from the village, often in forests or swamps, to allow themselves to meditate and become closer to nature.
• Witches usually work with Nature Spirits and Faeries.
• Uses a high rate of potions, talismans, charms, poppet doll babies, and spell castings.
• Training is done at home, with spells being passed down grandmother to grandchild, etc.
• Families often have long histories of many Witches in their families.
• Usually the family has a Grimoire/Spell Book that has been passed down for centuries.
• New spells are added to the book by each generation of Witches
• Spells and casting methods vary widely from one family of Witches to the next.
• Any race can be a Witch, though it's most common among Humans. Dwarves and Gnomes also have a high rate of Witches.

The Quaraun series is told from main character, Quaraun's perspective. The reader sees the world as he does.

It is easy for the reader to assume that Quaraun is a hero and that the people he fights are evil villains, because Quaraun himself thinks of the people he fights as evil villains and does not see himself as being an evil person.

While some of the people he goes up against, like Mallac and HellBorne, are in fact evil bad guys who needed to be defeated... you see even then, the methods Quaraun uses to defeat them are bloody and brutal.

Quaraun is not a hero. He's not a good guy. He is a villain, and in later volumes of the series is a very violent serial killer.

I say this here in this section, because we are now comparing the wizards of the Quaraun series, who are for the most part evil people, with the witches of the Quaraun series who are for the most part mostly good.

But, the reader sees the world through Quaraun's eyes and thus, the story tells the reader that the wizards are good, while the witches are evil. You see the world from the warped, reversed morals of a super villain, who believes the good guys are bad and believes himself to be helping the world by killing them.

Which brings us to the witches in the Quaraun series, often referred to as "hags" by Quaraun himself.

Witches are not seen in the Quaraun series that often, but when they do show up they tend to make very dramatic appearances.

The reason for this is because Witches are generally good in the Quaraun series, and Quaraun himself, while he is not evil, he is far from good.

It must be remembered that Quaraun is an evil wizard. And he is practically unstoppable. He commands lightning from the sky, tosses fireballs from his hands, commands Liches, dragons, zombies, and can do the one thing other Necromancers only dream about: he can call up at will hoards of dead souls and send them into anything or anyone, animating trees, rocks, houses... remember, this is the wizard who built the Twighlight Manor... a sentient house that eats people.

Quaraun is on the run, wanted for murder.

He can not settle down and travels constantly because the law is on his trail. He brutally murdered his 4 children (toddlers) in a horrific Necromancery blood ritual, and then that same day murdered his wife, uncle, and father as well.

While he went on to deeply regret murdering his children, to the point that tries on multiple occasions to commit suicide over it, and his sleep is plagued with constant night terrors as the souls of his dead children haunt him each night, he is often quoted as having no regrets in murdering his wife and father.

In the case of his father, Quaraun also drank his blood and eat his flesh. Yes, Quaraun is a cannibal who eats other Elves, which is why he has no problems living with the infamous Elf Eater of Pepper Valley.

Quaraun is rightly called the evilest wizard to ever walk the face of the Earth. And witches, in their overall general goodness and desire to help humanity, view defeating Quaraun a primary goal. His wearing bright pink robes, cinched corsets, slutty prostitute way of dressing, and having long white hair, makes him easily identifiable.

You can not mistake the transvestite Necromancer when he walks into your town. 

There are no female wizards.

The only "female" wizard on the planet is the transvestite Quaraun, with his hearts and roses, and his bold as brass, fearless attitude when he comes strolling into town, knowing full well everyone is going to try to kill him for the price on his head and also knowing full well, not a damned one of them can defeat him because he really is the most powerful wizard, most powerful magic user, to ever walk the earth.

He's also travelling with a serial killing tyrant king turned Lich. King Gwallmaiic is the most wanted criminal on the planet. BoomFuzzy the Unicorn is a rapist, murderer, cannibal, and sadistic tortures his victims to death. The world celebrated the death of the Fae king, but their joy was short lived as Quaraun was the Necromancer who resurrected the evil Unicorn and turned him into a Lich.

As a general rule, most of the population, Humans and Elves alike, see Quaraun as an evil super villain and lash out at him full force with everything they've got soon as they seen him. Witches are no exception.

Such was the case of the witch Mariasma in the Valley of the Katopas ^{(Quaraun and the Vampire; Into The Swamp of Death)}. 

Mariasma was a famous Witch.

People travelled from all points of the globe to be healed by her. In "Swamp of Death", Quaraun realizes something is terribly wrong with Unicorn (Gwallmaiic) who is dying.

The Lich spell is wearing off and the Lich, who should not be able to die, is suddenly fading out of existence.

In a panic, Quaraun takes Unicorn to Mariasma hoping she'll know how to cure the dying Lich. She does. She also is a good Witch and knows she has in her home, the two most evil, most dangerous and most wanted Wizards of all time. 

Instead of helping Unicorn, she murders him. To which Quaraun responds by murdering Mariasma, every one in her family, every one in her village, and every last living being in the entire valley, including all the Katopas. In a fit of blind rage, the Wizard tears every last soul out of every living creature for miles around, including his two friends BeaLuna the Gnome and Bullgaar the Dwarf, and puts all of the souls into Unicorn to resurrect him. He then turns a knife on himself and tried to commit suicide and is only saved by the fact that Unicorn recovered in time to restore the dying Elf's health.

Because the story is told through Quaraun point of view, to the reader, Mariasma is portrayed as an evil monster, but to the world in which Quaraun lives, she died a hero at the hands of a monstrous villain.

Sorcery:

• Men and women both practice Sorcery equally. (Men are Sorcerers, women are Sorceresses.)
• A high rate of Sorcerers are Demons or half-Demons.
• Often also refereed to as Chaos Wizards, Demonologists, or Alchemists.
• Sorcery is outlawed. (This is due to the high rate of Sorcery being used with evil intent, though Sorcery itself is not evil.)
• Sorcery is a mish-mash combination of Wizardry and Witchcraft. It is similar to real world Demonology mixed with real world New Orleans Voodoo.
• They use whatever is available to them, which can include anything from Alchemy potions to Hoodoo mo-jos, to Wizard wands, to Witch's herb spells, to crystals, to familiars, etc.
• They are sort of the jack-of-all-trades-master-to-none type of magic user, trained by no one and using a little bit of everything.
• Most Sorcerer/esses are people who wanted to become Wizards but were not accepted into a Wizarding school for whatever reason, and so they taught themselves.
• Because they do not have the proper training, they often cast spells that go horribly wrong, thus the nickname "Chaos Wizards"
• Unable to gain access to the closely guarded tomes of Wizarding schools, many turn to Demonology and often summon a Chaos Demon to learn magic arts from.
• The majority of Sorcerers are half-Elves, who were out cast by their Elven and Human kin and sought magic as a way to get revenge.
• Dwarves, Gnomes, and Humans being short lived are rarely allowed to learn Wizardry and often become Sorcerers instead.
• While Sorcery itself is not a Dark or Evil magic, the people who become Sorcerers often do so with evil intent and so most are evil, though good Sorcerers/esses exist.
• Sorcerers always have a connections to Demons.
• Most half-Demons are a result of a Sorcerer performing "sex magic" rituals with their Demon familiars.
• There are no known Sorcerers who do not either have Demon blood or are contracted out somehow to working with a Demon. Thus why they are often refereed to as Demonologists. (Basically it's sort of a "pact with the devil" type of thing.)
• There exist "natural born" Sorcerers. They are Demons, half-Demons, or the descendants of a half-Demon.

Because Demon have bright coloured hair (blue, green, pink, purple, etc) and tend to wear eye-popping neon, day-glow coloured clothes, Sorcerers are usually easy to identify by their bright coloured hair and wild fashions, which resemble 1980s' glam rockers.

Quaraun's teenaged lover GhoulSpawn is a "natural born" Sorcerer. He is a half-Elf/half Demon. 

GhoulSpawn's father was an evil Demon who commanded an army of Ghouls. Because of this, he was known simply as "The Ghoul". 

GhoulSpawn's mother was a Sun Elf whom had fallen in love with The Ghoul, but was forbidden by her family to have contact with him. She in turn ran away with her Demon lover, thus causing a war between Elves and Demons.

The Sun Elves tell a story of how their Princess was kidnapped and raped by the Ghoul, thus she gave birth to the Spawn of the Ghoul. Though his mother named him Glinta, she died while he was still very young, and his Elven kin, took to calling him GhoulSpawn as a way to brand him not one of then. He grew up constantly being told he was unloved and unwanted and should have been killed at birth, resulting in the very low self esteem he has.

GhoulSpawn is unable to remain in any one time, place or dimension long, because he was born in the Hell Dimension, which exists outside of the realm of time and space as we know it. The Ghoul tried to escape the Sun Elves by going to the distant future (1974) and leaving his half-Elf son and the boy's mother there to live among a band of LSD addicted hippie Humans whom drove a 1974 AMC Gremlin.

The Sun-Elves eventually found their missed she-Elf and brought her back to the 1400s where she belonged, but she refused to leave he half-Demon son behind.

Throughout the Quaraun series, you often see characters using the word Sorcerer has a sort of hate-slur or insult against all magic users in general.

Because of this, you see primary character, GhoulSpawn, often become nervous, shy, or embarrassed when people ask him what type of magic he does. He rarely calls himself a Sorcerer, instead using the term "Chaos Wizard", while Quaraun tends to refer to GhoulSpawn as "an Alchemist" and Unicorn just comes right out and says "he's a Demon".

All three of the main characters (Quaraun, Unicorn, and GhoulSpawn) tend to skirt the issue when it comes to any conversation about Sorcerers. This is largely due to the fact that GhoulSpawn was at one point attacked by an angry mob of "anti-half-Elf" Pure Blooded High Elves who brutally tortured, raped, and beat him then left him for dead.

GhoulSpawn was left naked and dying in the street of a large Elf city. By standers did nothing to stop the mob, and afterwards he was left to lie there several days, bleeding to death while no one stopped to help him.

As there are no laws against being a half-Elf, and there were laws against beating someone on basis of race, their defense later became to accuse him of being a Sorcerer, as there are laws against Sorcery.

GhoulSpawn has PTSD as a result of this event. He never says how old he was when this happened to him, but as he is the youngest character in the series and described as being "the equivalent of a 15 year old Human" at the time he meet Quaraun, and described this attack as having "happened years ago", he was very young when it happened and the assumption is that he was about 10 years old at the time the mob tried to kill him.

After this attack, with no clue where his father was, and his mother no dead and no longer able to protect him from the arrogant pure blooded High Elves, GhoulSpawn began using his natural born powers to open portals and try to retrace his steps to find his father. This resulted him him going back to 1974, finding the hippies and their drugs and their car. He lived with them til the 1980s, during that time becoming obsessed with the game Dungeons and Dragons.

GhoulSpawn would go on to combine the fictional spells of the Dungeons & Dragons game books, with his natural ability to cast magic, and taking LSD at the same time to enhance the spells, he became an "actual" D&D Sorcerer who really could cast the spells of his Player Character.

This however got him in trouble, as it drew the attention of the police, who then raided the hippie drug commune he was living in, resulting in him taking the drugs, the car, and the D&D spell books and escaping into a portal back to the past, where he meet up with and joined Quaraun and Unicorn. ^{(All this happens in The City of The Screaming Statues, by the way, in case you are wondering what novel to find this in.)}

GhoulSpawn is typical of a Sorcerer in the Quaraun series, in that he has Demon blood, was thus born with a Demon's natural ability to cast magic on some levels, has taking to self-teaching himself how to control the magic powers he was born with, is outcast from society because of his link to Demons, and is generally not well thought of, even though he is not in any way evil, and is in fact the only part of the cast who could be considered anything close to being a Hero.

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Well, that's how I'm doing it in mine anyways. Not sure if that gives you any ideas for what to do with yours, hopefully it helps you out. In any case, good luck with it!

• What are the socio-cultural implications of learning you can use magic?

Magic exists in everything and in theory everyone COULD use it, but most everyone thinks of magic as mysterious and mystical so they don't realize it's accessible to everyone. Because of that mind set, people who do use magic are seen as though they were demi-gods (even though they are not). This makes some people worship them thinking they are a god, others become disciples thinking they are a prophet/miracle worker, and other people seeing them as evil and needing to be destroyed. But most people will just be scared and avoid them because they are weird/different.

• How do you learn you have magical ability?

Fanatical cultists control most, if not all, of the world's magic schools, and live in very isolated regions (tall frozen mountains, deserts, etc), so no one knows where they are or how to get to them, and the only way any one gets into those places are if they are abducted/kidnapped by one of the priests, when they were a small child. They take small children whom have not yet been taught to ignore imaginary friends or that magic was fairy tales, because power of belief plays heavily in how well a person can use magic.

Often the children are so young they do not remember their real families and only remember ever being with the priests. The priests teach them magic arts, so they learn very young (usually around 3 years old) that they have the skills to manipulate the world around them if they practice long enough to master the art of magic.

• What happens the moments after you learn you're magical?

Training begins. Sadly training involves a long of self discipline that includes things like physical torture and prolonged fasting to the point of starvation, in order to train your mind to ignore your body. The result is many of the children die, often from starvation, long before reaching adulthood (thus why the priests keep their temples so well hidden, because people would put a stop to this if they could just find where it was the priests were hiding.)

Those who survive to adulthood, either try to go back to society and usually try to forget magic existed, or continue on to more advanced studies and become extremely powerful wizards.

Wizards are very rare, as so few are willing to stick with the tortuous self-discipline training. There are rarely more then 100 wizards alive at any given time, if there are that many. The few who do go on to become wizards, however, have formidable control over absolutely everything as they can bend energy to their will, thus changing the weather, raising the dead, changing physical objects (turing a flower into a butterfly), etc. The most powerful ones can walk through time to the past and future and can rewrite history.

People will pay you lots of money to use magic to chase monsters and enemies away or make magic items. But you will be forced to live in lower class neighborhoods, with pirates, thieves, drug dealers, prostitutes, and other people who are like yourself, not welcomed as "worthy" members of society.

In other words: you'll be very wealthy, but very lonely, highly sought after, but have no friends.

Many of the children who reach adulthood, make attempts to escape the priests. The ones who are successful usually try to find out who they are and where they came from and if possibly try to find their parents and siblings to be reunited with them.

If by chance you do find your family, chances are very high that they will treat you as a traitor/enemy/monster now that you are someone who controls magic. They may not even acknowledge you as being their son at all and likely will betray you to the first mob of wizard haters they find, because no one wants to admit there is a wizard in their family.

Outside of other wizards, wizards have no friends.

Because of the levels of self-denial and emotional distancing involved in training, wizards are rarely able to function in normal society, due to a lack of empathy for the pain and emotions of others, themselves having learned to ignore such trivial things are bodily pain or feeling emotions towards others. They tend to be emotional cold and distant, but also many are often very sad and depressed as many wizards do in fact desire companionship and want to feel love for and from others, but they've repressed these emotions so long that they don't know how to go about learning to feel emotions again. This makes wizards over all very lacking in social skills, which in turn results in them having difficulty adjusting from the isolation of the temple they were raised in, to living among people in the regular society.

Because wizards display emotional responses to others differently then is seen as normal, they are seen by most people as being insane and to be avoided.

Most people are quick to hire wizards when they are in trouble and need help, but are just as quick to run the same wizard out of town soon as they don't need them any more.

Every one wants a wizard when they are in trouble, but no one wants a wizard living in their town and no one is willing to be friends with a wizard.

• For maximum impact someone would require rigorous training and study to become a powerful/skilled magic user. That would make it comparable to real world sports. Any idiot can learn the rules to a game, and even the biggest slob will be able to compete among people of comparable fitness, but the stars are on a level of their own.

I totally agree with this ^{^} answer right here. This is the way I do it. In mine magic is just a thing that's there, like a hobby and anyone can choose to do it or not. In my world magic is like writing or painting or cooking or sewing or auto repair or race car driving - you do it or you don't, and everyone does it at different skill sets. Some are hobbyists, some are scholars, some are career professions, a few are big time celebrities. For most people it's just seen as a silly hobby so almost no one even tries to do it.

People who do use magic have specific ranks or titles. I like the comparing them to sports in the real world as that makes a very good example of differences in types. Or even cooking as a comparison.

Like a Witch is someone who is basically self taught/home schooled by a parents or their grandmother, etc. So someone who plays sports with their family and friends for fun. May think about pursuing it as a career, but likely it's more for fun and giggles, like playing volley ball on the beach with your friends, with no one keeping score, witches' spells are mainly simple parlor tricks for show, something to do in your spare time, practical spells to help your friends with simple tasks. Like a home cooker - they can heat up a TV dinner in the microwave most of the year and cook a big meal for Christmas and Easter. They have the skill they need for everyday life.

Mages are see as the jack of all trades master to none types. They studied this. They studied that. They didn't finish any of the lessons. They are like the high school jocks who put the game before the education, but they were more interested in showing off to the cheerleaders then actually playing the game. Mages are like the high school dropouts, who were dropouts because they saw training as pointless and were not dedicated to an end goal. They have enough magic skill to allow them to show off, look big, and get the hot date, but put them up against the professionals and they'll fail fast. This would also be like that annoying woman you see at every church pot luck supper - the one that has to bring the most pies, the most casseroles, just to show off out great her cooking skills are, but then when you try her food it doesn't taste that good.

A Sorcerer would be someone who went out and did a lot of studying on their own, so somewhat like being a college football player. They REALLY want to be in a Big Leagues so they are working hard to get there. They know the spells not common to every day users. Like the grandmother who enter state fairs and win every prize in every category of pickles, jams, pies, and chilli. She knows cook and she had the blue ribbons to prove it.

Wizards are a rare few. Hard to come by. Only a few dozen exist. They are absolutely devoted to what they do and want to be the best there is at it. Like the Olympic gold medalist, these magic users trained above and beyond the norm to get where they are today. Just as Olympic gold medalists are rare and few, so too are top ranked chefs like Gordon Ramsey and Julia Child - they cooked their way to the top and ain't no one knocking them off their throne. Wizards are of this rank magic user.

And then, you have specialists... like a Illusionist is a wizard with special training in one area. A Demonologist practices another area. A Potions Master has his skills. A Necromancer has different skills. So like how one guy the quarterback and nothing else. He has a special task within the team. Or the French Pastry chef who specializes in decadent wedding cakes - he makes nothing else, he may fumble around with a backyard barbeque, but he makes the best damned cakes on the planet.

But yeah...

• it depends mostly on how magic works in your world.

Yep. This ^{^} is so true.

The system I use works in my setting, because of the way magic is a skill anybody can learn, as opposed to being a gene or trait people are born with, so it might not work for every magic system. All you could do it try it out in your world and see if it fits. If it does, great, if not, then off to find something else.

And it's a long process too. I didn't come up with a magic system that fit for a long time. It took me several years of adding things, moving things, changing things, deleting things, before I finally got the magic system of my world to feel like it was a right fit for the story I wanted to tell. I think the magic system was the most difficult part of the world building process for me, because they are so many options, so many ways you can take it and I was wanting to add everything, but half the time stuff just didn't match with other stuff I already had.

For me, building the characters was easy peasey. Building the geography, no trouble. But building the magic system! Ugh! That was the hardest thing of all!

I am Scottish and speak Scottish English - Warlock is in fact a Scottish word, but it means “oathbreaker” the English translation of which is: “an immoral sinner who tells lies for a living”… basically in modern English it means “a scam artist”.

The word warlock has never had any connection to magic at all.

The connection between magic and the word warlock comes from the Vincent Price movie “Witchfinder General” where they said “male witches are called warlocks”.

The word warlock was not used in connection to magic prior to that movie. 

Hoodoo is the Scottish word for magic. Hoodoo means "ghost" or "spirit". Magic in the Scottish mind set means "working with the spirits of nature" in other words, asking the Faeries/Fae/Little People for help with every day life.

A Hoodooer is a person who does magic in the Scottish language. Hoodoo meaning "one who communicates with the spirits/little people/Faeries."

Another word for Hoodooer is. Real Necromancers were nearly always Scottish, as Necromancy is a Scottish practice that the Scottish in turn picked up from the Magi... the Persian Gypsies who lived in Scotland (Alba) in Medieval times.

If warlock doe indeed have an olde use that means magic user, it did not come from the Scottish language. Most likely it came from the Bristish mistranslating what they THOUGHT the Scots MEANT to say, and so started a FALSE RUMOUR that the word warlock meant magic user, when in fact it was just arrogant white men, being arrogant white men and putting words in our non-white mouths, as usual.

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@eelkat i just found out there is yet another bizarre rumour going around. where are these wild rumours coming from? who is starting them? and why? ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen | 📚 Author

@eelkat since I've been flooded with hundreds of messages the past two weeks asking if I still own "the world's most haunted car", yes, and here it is, filmed today May 18, 2026… but my son Xavier is dead, i am crippled and given that people are AGAIN showing up calling my Dodge "haunted", calling my friend "an alien", calling me "transgender", and spreading wild defamation slander connecting me to Stephen King, I think I need to start taking down the contact information of every blogger, podcaster, youtuber, and social media account spreading these rumors, and sue every single one of them for CAUSING my car to be cut in half May 10, 2010, for CAUSING the backhoe that drove over my house August 8, 2013, for CAUSING my son's murder November 14, 2013, for CAUSING me to be crippled and in a wheelchair November 14, 2013, and for CONTINUING to CAUSE harassers to show up in person to harass me near daily, STILL now in 2026. EVERYONE telling you my car is haunted, telling you my friend is an alien, calling my car "the goldeneagle", calling my friend "Etiole", or trying to connect me or my car to Stephen King, is lying to you. They crippled me when I was 8 months pregnant, and 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 identified the attacker who crippled me and killed my baby, both violently with a golf club and the FBI believes that it is friends and family of the woman who did it, are the ones who started and spread the rumors saying my car is haunted, saying I'm an alien abductee, saying all kinds of similar bs about aliens, ufos, ghosts, witchcraft, demons, and Stephen King connections, even though I don't believe in ghosts, aliens, ufos, demons, and had never heard of Stephen King before 30k of his fans showed up in my yard trying to find my car! FBI believes the backhoe driver and the murderer are the same person and it is a developer who wanted my land and so started the Stephen King, ghost, and alien rumors all in an attempt to drive me off my land, and when it didn't work they drove a backhoe over my house, and when that didn't work they crippled me and killed my son. Why are they doing this? How do I get them to stop? ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen | 📚 Author

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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.

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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My response to MUFON's Amphibious Aliens? My response to Coast to Coast AMs Arrival in my yard? Back to the Home Page Wendy Christine Allen, Old Orchard Beach's Autistic Author, Artist, Illustrator, & Art Car Designer Counting Down to the 2028 50th Anniversary of my first published book (September 23, 1978) Yes, I am aware there are a lot of spelling errors on this site. No, I likely will not be fixing most of them. I have been quadriplegia/paralyzed arms and legs since November 14, 2013; As of 2026, I have regained use of two fully functional fingers on my right hand, and only stiff limited movement of all remained eight fingers. This causes most of the typos and spelling errors as my near-dead pinky and ring fingers tend to drag over the other letters on the keyboard. Attempts to correct errors, often causes more errors for the same reason. Much of my writing is also speech to text, but I have "profound low functioning, non-verbal kanner's syndrome aka autism aka the rainman type" (that is what the medical diagnosis called it), I have the medically diagnosed retarded type of autism, that medical doctors mean when they say "real and actual autism", I do not have the cool trend self diagnoses tiktok type of "autism". What this means is, in spite of five decades of trying, I have very limited vocal speaking abilities and a lower then average vocabulary, that leaves my speaking ability around the level of a 4 or 5 year old child; I do not know math or money or clocks and. I also, was raised by a Shetland Scottish Grandmother (Helen Ricker Allen) until her death when I was 8 years old, and she did not speak American, she spoke Shetland/Scottish, Shetlandic, which is a Nordic language, different from Scotts Language, not related to Gaelic which is what many Scottish speak, and while classified as a type of Scottish English is is considered "Olde medieval Norse" dialect of Scottish English and spoken by fewer then two thousand people as of 2026. It is the language of Scottish Travelling Gypsies, which is what we racial are. I was 31 years old first time I ever heard American English, and only started to learn American English at 42 years old. Right now in 2026 at 51 years old, I am able to speak American English on around the level of an 8 year old child, and greatly do not understand over 90% of American words, American slang, and American media references. What this means is, OFTEN words you think are spellt wrong (like color vs colour, or traveling vs travelling, are in fact NOT spelt wrong, because I use Scottish spellings) and often when I hear an American word, I spell it phonetically because I do not know the correct American spelling. Likewise we Scottish do not have words like my or your, and so say me and you, in places where Americans would say my and your.  I also use Scottish word meanings, not American word meanings, for example Unicorn means a blood thirsty flesheating shapeshifting sea creature that comes on land and pretends to be a wounded horse to lure in humans to eat, it can only be captured by a virgin. But when I say Unicorn, a word I frequently use, because I write Unicorn folkloric short stories... I find that most Americans connect Unicorns to children's cartoons, gay pride, or swinging sex lives... I struggle to understand who in their right mind thought the most bloodthirsty monster of Scotland folklore was good fodder for children's cartoons or "sex positive" mascots, me thinks Americans need to brush up on the lore of Unicorns using their horns as sword to stabbed people's eyes out, while gallopping through swamps with rows of bloody Human heads hanging from their backs via braids made of Human entrails... really, why did Americans thinks a monster like a Unicorn was fit for children's cartoons or sex positivity? Americans is weird. All this to say... speech to text software, struggles badly with my thick Shetland accent, my slurred Autism speech impediment, and causes additional misspellings and typos because it can not figure out what words I am trying to say. And while I could take the time time to run all of it through a spell checker, that does require better hand mobility then I have, to copy the text from one program to the next and manually click each word, with finger mobility that I simply do not have, but also, most of my time is spent in trying to relearn to walk, and if you are local, you've probably seen this as I'm a stubborn bitch who refused to accept the doctor disnosis that I will never walk again, so, I walk around the block every day pushing my wheelchair, refusing to sit in my wheelchair, and... ...it's taking me 13 years to do it, but, I'm not actually able to stand up and make it all the way around the block now, and my focus on trying to relearn to walk is far more important to me, then catering to your pampered arse by fixing spelling errors, when there are far bigger problems to worry about in life, the spelling errors made by a quadriplegic who is typing this with her only two functioning fingers. Also, in recent years, I've watched the internet devolve into a mindless clusterfuck of ChatGPT written everything. Everyone sounds the same online these days, because no writes their own work anymore. Every website out there has become a carbon copy of each other, because they are all be written by ChatGPT now. I think ChatGPT makes a funny thing to chat with in your spare time, so you can laugh at the hilarity of how inaccurate it's responses are... but I am horrified that people are using AI for serious writing, writing they publish and try to pass off as their own. We live in a society where people people are forgetting how write. Heck I can read and write cursive, calligraphy, italic, short hand, and editor's marks, also edit my books by hand diagraming every sentence, and that... start walking around your neighbourhood and ask anyone under 30 if they sentence diagraming IS, let alone how to do it. So yes, I CAN spell check, and no I don't, for anything but my novels and short story collections, I spell check when it matters... and this is a website, not a printed book... but also, I am just getting so damn fucking fed up with endless AI writing online, so, no, I'm not going to fix errors and typos on my website, and you can bitch about that all you want (yes, I do get your messages, I just don't answer anyone in private) but, honey, maybe instead of bitching over my spelling errors, be thankful is still at least one website on the internet that still being written by a Human now in 2026 when ChatGPT writes over 70% of all posts online.

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GhoulSpawn & The Cultists GhoulSpawn Said The Moon Don’t Laugh GhoulSpawn's Toasted Marshmallow Magic A Glass of Fresh Milk Gloom Blob of Doom: The Dreadful Dripping of the Doom Blob of Gloom Glumpish, Grumpy, Sullen, Gloomy Golden Field, Pink Glories The Golden Mask The Graveyard That Ate the Living The Great UnSeelie Court Swindlers He Always Comes Back Heirloom Tomatoes Help! He's trying to feed me! The Herd Approaches The Howl on Silent Moor How to Create a Literary Empire with Just Your Bum Poems How To Kill a Lich How to Hijack a Human Supply Train Without Getting Shot How to Overthrow an Entire Settlement Without So Much as Lifting a Finger I Need To Feel Safe Ignoramus — An Utterly Ignorant Crowd of Humans IkuTursu's Cursed Depths of the Swamp Where Pine Boughs Whisper Incandescent Shadows Over Driftwood Bay The Infected Survivor Inner Fortitude Insidious Love Invigorating Cool Air Iron Hooves and Burning Roads, Krampus on Wheels The Ivory Tower of Greed The Jar of Pickled Toes Jibber Jabber Ramblings by the Fire The Jolly Red Lich King Journey Through the Zombie-Infested Swamp on the Blue Monkey Judgement An Ode To The Lunatics Preaching The Rapture of September'25 Kelim and The Necromancer: Finding Finderu Kelim Meets Quaraun The Insane Lanterns Over the Faerie Glen Leaving Your Bed Messy Isn't Exactly the Apocalypse The Leprechaun of The Deep North A Lich's Lament For a Mortal Lover Growing Old A Lich's Reflections On Escaping The Swamp of Death The Lich's True Form Revealed The Lighthouse’s Glass-Eyed Horror The Lighthouse Keeper The Lighthouse That Leapt, Space Dock 13's First Jump Through Space The Long Road The Loot Tree Lord of the Hive Lost In The Forest of No Return-Trying To Find Directions The Lost Library and The Snowglobe The Lotus' Silent Prayer on the Sandy Shoreline Lover's Triangle Make tea and go for a rainy forest walk Maple Cotton Candy Served as a Topping on Vanilla Ice Cream A Market Day Disaster Market Day Weekend - Three Days In The Life of The Pink Necromancer Marsh Serenity Reflection Mayonnaise Meeting Mallac Melt, Ya Safe With Me The MerMan's Wrath Milkweed Meadow Mint, Madness, and Motor Parts The Mischief of the Purple Unicorn Misplaced Utensils and the Cascade of Confusion Monsters & Mayhem: How Black Tower Became Pink (8+ Parts) The Moon and The Drowned The Moon Goddess Laughs From The Rooftops The Moon That Hungers The Moon and The Mirror Morning Sickness at The Shattered Stein (TW: MPreg Yaoi) A Mysterious Door No Goldfish, Today? 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If anyone contacts you saying 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, is for sale, know that they are lying to you... it is my land, and it has been in my family since 1531... and the ONLY person whom has EVER gone around saying it is for sale, is a woman who the FBI believes to be the same woman who murdered my son.

My son is buried here, and the FBI believes she is trying to buy my land in order to destroy his grave and destroy evidence of his murder.

Since my son's murder November 14, 2013, every year dozens of real estate agent show up all with a story of a female developer who is offering them MILLIONS of dollars for my lot of land that is only 1/4 of an acre and is not big enough to develop.

When shown police sketches of my son's murderer, the real estate agents say "Yes, that's the woman who hired me to buy 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine", but then the woman disappears and the real estate agents never hear from her again... all contact information she gave them turns out to be fake.

The woman who murdered my son, is DESPERATELY trying to buy 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine... this is the woman to watch out for... and this is what she did:

Looking to find out more about my son's murder, that information is on these pages:

• How did the FBI get involved?

• Never Forget my son was murdered

• Do you know who this woman is? And no 146 Portland Ave is not for sale.

• Thoughts on Reborn Therapy Dolls After My Son's Murder

Answering the questions:
Can you give me links to the news reports of your son's murder? 
and
Why can't I find any news reports about this?

Maine has well over a thousand murder cases that have never been in the news.

I found this out after my son was murdered November 2013, and a year later I found out it had never been in the news, even though I was hounded for weeks by news people. I went to each of the over a dozen TV stations and newspapers whom had showed up at the hospital and asked why they had never published any report after all the trouble they had gone through to (in some cases illegally) het into the hospital to interview me.

in every case they said some version of "well, it just wasn't news worthy, there was nothing we could use to get views". Really? These were big news stations, channel 13, 6, 8, Portland Press Herald, Bangor Daily...

What exactly was it they claimed was "not news worthy"?

I'll tell you.

On November 14, 2013, my son was murdered. At Southern Maine Community College in the parking lot of The Buglight Art Studio beside the Spring Point Lighthouse.

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.

Oh yeah, and I've been quadriplegic for 13 years.

oh yeah one more thing, same trio, they also found out where i lived in Old Orchard Beach and drove a backhoe over my house as well.

146 Portland Ave Old Orchard Beach, Maine... July 4, 2013 vs August 8, 2013

I have been homeless and quadriplegic for 13 years, and right now it's just a few weeks away from both my son's 14th birthday and the 14th anniversary of the day he was murdered, both of which happened the same day.

Explain to me what about any of that is "not newsworthy"?

I did find out WHY it was deemed not newsworthy. "it would negatively impact tourism" was their reason. The College at Fort Prebble is a tourist destination. The lighthouse at the college is a tourist destination. My house on Portland ave is situated on the primary road to the beach that is a tourist destination.

The news reporters explained to me that, they risked losing their jobs if they publicised "negative news" occurring in these sorts of tourist destination spots.

My son's murder wasn't in the news, because it might cause tourists to stop visiting that lighthouse. That was the reason the reporters gave me.

How often are there things not being reported on just so businesses don't lose tourist money?

How often does this happen? A lot, I've since found out. In trying to find other mothers of murdered children to interact with... I found five others JUST in Old Orchard Beach, whom the murders were not in the news, and all of them happened after my son's murder. I found 2 such mothers in Scarbourogh, their children's murders not in the news. I found over a dozen more in the Bar Harbore area, also all not in the news.

It's a very disturbing trend here in Maine, one that I never would have found out about had my own son not been murdered.

One thing's very clear: in Maine you can get away with murdering a child, if you do it in a big tourist location, because news stations REFUSE to report any crime occurring in tourist locations.

Fuck torists.

I don't give a shit about your precious tourist money.

My son was murdered and I want his killer found... and I am VERY displeased with the deplorable way news stations try to bury child murders in Maine, just to appease tourist funded businesses.

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