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And the man you call Etiole is not an alien. He’s a homeless world war 2 veteran. A Jewish KKabbalist who was a fighter piloet in France. Was tortured and disfugured in a Nazi concentration camp. He dooesn’t look human because they skinned him and he lived through it. You people aught to be ashamed of yourselves for calling him an alien and treating him like shit.
THIS is you fucking “alien”. LOOK AT HOW HE LIVES!
@eelkat #etiole #homelesspeople #homelessness #homelessinmaine #homeless #oldorchardbeach #maine #forest #leanto #homelesslivesmatter #homelessman #den #hermit #mainehermit #mainemountainman #mountainmen #mainelife #mainelifestyle #mainehomeless #homelesscommunity #homelesscrisis #homelessveteran #homelessveteranawareness #homelessawareness #homelesselder #homelesselderly ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen
@eelkat One of Etiole's dens. He has thousands of these all over Maine. A ww2 veteran in his 90s, he's lived in these dens since 1953. #etiole #homelesspeople #homelessness #homelessinmaine #homeless #oldorchardbeach #maine #forest #leanto #homelesslivesmatter #homelessman #den #hermit #mainehermit #mainemountainman #mountainmen #mainelife #mainelifestyle #mainehomeless #homelesscommunity #homelesscrisis #homelessveteran #homelessveteranawareness #homelessawareness #homelesselderly ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen
@eelkat One of Etiole's dens. He has thousands of these all over Maine, dozen or more in almost every town. #etiole #homelesspeople #homelessness #homelessinmaine #homeless #oldorchardbeach #maine #forest #leanto #homelesslivesmatter #homelessman #den ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen
@eelkat #etiole #homelesspeople #homeless #oldorchardbeach #maine #forest #leanto #homelesslivesmatter #homelessman #den ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen
@eelkat #etiole #homelesspeople #homelessness #homelessinmaine #homeless #oldorchardbeach #maine #forest #leanto #homelesslivesmatter #homelessman #den #hermit #mainehermit #mainemountainman #mountainmen #mainelife #mainelifestyle #mainehomeless #homelesscommunity #homelesscrisis #homelessveteran #homelessveteranawareness #homelessawareness #homelesselder #homelesselderly ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen
@eelkat #etiole #homelesspeople #homelessness #homelessinmaine #homeless #oldorchardbeach #maine #forest #leanto #homelesslivesmatter #homelessman #den #hermit #mainehermit #mainemountainman #mountainmen #mainelife #mainelifestyle #mainehomeless #homelesscommunity #homelesscrisis #homelessveteran #homelessveteranawareness #homelessawareness #homelesselderly ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen
EVERYTHING We Are Allowed To Publicly Release About The FBI Investigation Can Be Found HERE
On November 14, 2013, she used a golf club to bash out the brains of my 8-month-old baby Xavier-Octavian Allen. She called herself “Claire” as though she thought I knew her, but I know no one named Claire and had never seen her before. She was about 65 years old and would be around 75 years old today in 2024. The FBI believes the woman who murdered my son is the same woman who hired the backhoe to drive over my house on August 8, 2013, a few weeks before my son’s murder.
If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer,
please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322
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My house at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, on July 4, 2013 and on August 8, 2013 after vandals drove a backhoe over it. The backhoe is still running in this photo, I got home from work while they were doing it and the white haired man jumped out and ran away leaving the backhoe running, until it ran out of gas. It sat in my yard for 6 months until the police finally towed it away.
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She is the same woman who severed my spine with the same golf club used to murder my baby…. more details are at eelkat.com/never-forget
If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer,please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322
FAQ: How Did the FBI get involved?
“May 15, 2015, Cleo’s head was nailed to the door of my motorhome, at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, 04064-1520, her arms and legs nailed over the windows, and her intestines braided into a garland and hung on the awning.” — @EelKat https://link.medium.com/5AUmdseyXHb Why the FBI is investigating the murder of my family
“May 15, 2015, Cleo’s head was nailed to the door of my motorhome, at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, 04064-1520, her arms and legs nailed over the windows, and her intestines braided into a garland and hung on the awning.” — @EelKat https://link.medium.com/5AUmdseyXHb Why the FBI is investigating the murder of my family... Photo June 26, 2015, the day of the green dump truck & gopher gun attack - photo is a still from the video camera in my yard
My motorhome used to be white. I painted it pink, because the white was so badly stained with blood from the heads of my 10 foster children being nailed to the sides of it, that pink was the only colour I could paint it to cover the blood stains that would not wash out. |
No. 146 Portland Ave is not for sale.
Whoever told you it was, is lying to you.
If anyone tries to tell you that 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine is for sale
CALL THE POLICE IMMEDIATLY!
There is a massive scam opperation going on throughout Old Orchard Beach of scam artists elling land they do not own.
I am Wendy Christine Allen and I own 146 Portland Ave - NO ONE ELSE DOES and since 1983 NO ONE ELSE EVER HAS!
I inherited the land from my grandmother Helen Ricker Allen, daughter of George Ricker Allen, founder of the Old Orchard Beach Fire Department and first fire chief of Old Orchard Beach.
The land has been passed down in our family since 1531.
We are the settling family of Old Orchard Beach, and that land has been in my family for more then 500 years.
We are also Native Americans, so this is sacred native land, and we don't want no fucking white men near it.
I own that land, and you have no right, nor permission to set foot on it. I don't care WHO told you you could. They do not own 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine.
I do.
146 Portland Avenue, Old Orchard Beach, Maine is owned by me, Wendy Christine Allen and anyone who says otherwise is lying to you and trying to scam you.
Stay the fuck away from my son's grave.
I hate trespassers.
Stay the fuck off my land.
You have no right to be anywhere near my land.
My house at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach Maine. July 4, 2013 vs August 8, 2013 after evil people drove a fucking backhoe over it!
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No. You are wrong. My mother tried to buy my land in November 2021. That was 3 years ago. No. That is NOT what I am talking about.
What I am talking about, JUST HAPPENED.
It started February 2024, and has been happening DAILY until 2 weeks ago.
Someone claiming to be a real estate agent from Florida, claiming to represent "parties from Old Orchard Beach", listed my land for sale on a bunch of websites, and people have been showing up near daily making offers to buy my land, every time citing this real estate agent in Florida.
My land is NOT FOR SALE, and whomever is telling you it is, is lying to you!
EVERYTHING We Are Allowed To Publicly Release About The FBI Investigation Can Be Found HERE
FAQ: How Did the FBI get involved?
If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322
The woman who calls herself "Claire" changes her hair colour frequently. and has a different hair colour EVERY time she has shown up.
The first time, November 14, 2013, her hair was near white, blonde, with several 2-3" wide dark brown stripes in it (Like reverse of Lily Munster).
When she showed up in my 146 Portland Ave driveway a year later, towing a toddler in a red radio flyer wagon, her hair was sandy-red.
When she showed up at Scarborough WalMart where I was working, in 2016, her hair was blonde and red balayage layer stripes.
When she showed up at my 27 High Street Biddeford apartment with a black man driving a yellow Mitsubishi GX sportscar, her hair was dark burgundy red. There were multiple times throughout 2016 to 2019.
When she showed up at my Main Street/Cutt Street Biddeford apartment throughout 2019 to 2022, her hair was one time dark bright purple, and other times unnatural rainbow red, and other time dark purplish red.
She was last seen in 2023, in my driveway, that time with reddish-orange hair.
Always a pageboy cut.
She yells out "I'm Claire, you tried to kill my husband", but I know no one named Claire, nor anyone who has a wife named Claire. No one in my family can figure out who she is. We only know the name Claire, because she calls herself Claire, and does so as though she thinks I should know who she is. The manner in which she yells "I'm Claire!" is like an enraged ex wife or ex girlfriend confronting a man's different replacement wife/girlfriend. It is as though she believes I am some girlfriend of her husbands. The way in which she yells "I'm Claire '' is as though she thinks I should know who Claire is.
I have been with Ben since I was EIGHT years old! The whole thing was arranged by my uncle Dickie. I was never allowed to date or fall in love with someone of my choosing. I was not even yet a preteen. I have been with him for over 40 years. I never went to school or had contact with any other men. Ben is the only man I have ever been with. So, whoever this Claire woman thinks I am, she clearly has me mixed up with someone else.
No one I know recognizes her when she shows up. The police officers whom had tried running after her, say they do not know her.
She most often shows up in a small silver pickup truck with 2 and a 1/2 doors. But she has shown up in a rusted old 1980s green pickup truck, a small 4 door white pick up truck with big off road tires, a small red "metro-type" mini car 1990s vintage, a late 1990s vintage gold Volvo station wagon, a 2000s vintage 4-door navy blue sedan Buik, a burgundy large jumbo sized pick-up truck, and a yellow mistibite sportscar (the yellow Mitsubishi is ALWAYS driven by a black man). The gold Volvo is the only one she has ever been driving, the others are always driven by a younger white man who always wears a bright red baseball cap pulled over his face.
NOTE: this is NOT the BIG 4-door pick-up truck, woman from the 2016 to 2017 attacked. Tht truck was impounded by police and the woman who owned it and the bald man who drove it were arrested. They were people from the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall and were connected to the $30million tax money the town manager stole. That is believed by police to be a completely separate series of events that is NOT connected to this Claire woman.
This Claire woman is the one who broke my spine, crippled me, and murdered my son on November 14, 2013 at Southern Maine Community College in the BugLight LightHouse parking lot at the SMCC art studio.
She almost always wears a light blue chambray men-shirt as a jacket. She often wears red flannel buffalo check shirts underneath.
She is ALWAYS yelling and screaming, very loud, very hysterical, and appears to be either very drunk or very high on mind altering drugs, whenever she shows up. She is making constant hate slurs about minorities, a lot of transphobic ramblings, frequently mentions "remember Saco Shaws", she makes tons of racist slurs, she uses the terms "transvestite freak" and "gaypocalypse" often. Her verbology is over all extremely hostile, and she is constantly spewing verbal death threats. She has a VERY high strung, agitated, chip on her shoulder type, personality.
She is NEARLY ALWAYS armed with stick-like things she uses as a weapon.
A golf club at the college in 2013, pvc pipes at High street apartment, a shopping cart at WalMart.
She shows up in wild crazed furies, screaming, yelling, and wielding an item and just started hitting me with it. She often chants the phrase "transvestite freak" and was doing so the 2016 Christmas day, that Biddeford police tried to arrest her. She escaped by running from High street to Pike street, where the officers lost track of her.
I have no clue who she is or why she attacks.
She seems to think I am someone she knew in school, as she often yells "You haven't changed, you are just like you were in high school!"... but I was homeschooled. I did not go to public school. Also, she is at least 20 to 30 years older than me.
The FBI believes she possibly went to school with my mother and has got me mixed up with my mother.
The FBI, says, her attacks coincide with posts my mother makes on FaceBook, and the FBI believes this woman THINKS she is attacking my mother and for some reason has me and my mother mixed up.
The day she attacked with the black man, the Biddeford police showed up and issued a warning to the black man, but the Claire woman ran down High street and disappeared. The police officers who chased her were unable to find her. They said the black man with her, was from New York and was not a Maine resident, and had a LOT of prior drug arrests. The Biddeford police know who he is, but they do not know who the Claire woman is.
The Claire woman is who the FBI are looking for, She is wanted both for killing my infant son and for attempting to kill me.
While she calls herself "Claire", during the February 2019 attack on the 27 High street building, one of the 5 men who was with her, called her "Valerie".
SpaceDock 13 was created in 1996, it moved to WordPress as EK's StarLog in 2001, and became www.eelkat.com in 2013 upon leaving WordPress and switching to SBL.
Yes, we are still using all our 1990s blinkies and gifs and graphics, even today in 2024.
Quaraun with his daughter Pippa and the pink striped silk tent
Quaraun aka The Pink Necromancer, King of the Moon Elves, seen here with BoomFuzzy the Unicorn, Lich King of The Realm of Fae, King of The Unseelie Court
The Pink Necromancer, Quaraun and Lich King Gwallmaiic aka BoomFuzzy the Unicorn (humanoid form)
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Quaraun with his daughter Pippa on Noodle Beach
The Pink Necromancer, Quaraun and Lich King Gwallmaiic aka BoomFuzzy the Unicorn (horse form)
Quaraun as SunTa, King of the Sun, The Grand High Emperor of The Triple Planets, with his son King Vielder
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Quaraun with BoomFuzzy in the Maze of Insanity
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Quaraun and BoomFuzzy
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Quaraun and BoomFuzzy
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Quaraun with BoomFuzzy and their red and pink heart decorated vardo
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Quaraun with his daughter Pippa on Noodle Beach
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Quaraun with BoomFuzzy in Crystal Caves
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The Quaraun series on Amazon:
Quaraun w/Pocket Lich
Quaraun & BoomFuzzy
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King Gwallmaiic aka BoomFuzzy
BoomFuzzy
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GhoulSpawn
GhoulSpawn & BoomFuzzy
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I write in the following categories & topics on Medium:
FICTION TOPICS: Short Fiction | Quaraun | Yaoi | Dark Fantasy | The Sacred Pink Jellyfish | Gay Romance | Dark Fantasy | Short Story | Polyamory | Fiction | Flash Fiction | Fantasy | Gay Fiction | Slice Of Life | Wizards | Unicorns | Time Travel | Cozy Fantasy | Fantasy Writing | Character Bios | Lore | Lich King | Zombie Apocalypse | Necromancy | Fiction Writing | Gothic Horror | GrimDark |
NON-FICTION TOPICS ABOUT FICTION WRITING: 30 Day Challenge | Fiction Writing Tips | Self Publishing | Novel Writing | Writing Prompts | Magic Systems | Worldbuilding | 100 Story Challenge | 30 Days of Writing | Novel Writing Tips | Writing Tips |
OTHER NON-FICTION TOPICS: Random Thoughts | SEO | Google Updates | Gypsies and Travellers | Maine | Medium Meta | LDS | Mormon |
I may write others from time to time as well, but those are the primary things I write about.
You can find out more about GhoulSpawn HERE.
I'm an author. This is an author home page. It's about me, my life, my books, my hobbies, my home town, and anything else that applies to me and my life.
Since starting my writing career in 1978, I have written 130+ novels, 2,000+ short stories, 6,000+ non-fiction articles, 30+ non-fiction books, a few dozen stage plays, 12,000+ blog posts, and a few comic book scripts for Disney's Uncle Scrooge and Donald Duck.
In fiction works, I specialize in Weird/Bizzaro Tales set in 40th century CyberPunk-Quasi Medieval Dark Fantasy and Science Fiction worlds featuring Elf and Faerie main character.
Non-fiction is daily updates of events in my life, and how-tos on how I write my novels.
NEVER FORGET:
My Son Was Murdered, The Killer Walks Free, Your Child Could Be Next!
Answering another question: "Wasn't this page different yesterday?"
Yep. Probably. I update pages daily. Move pages constantly. Re-write codes every few weeks. Publish 1 to 10 new pages every day. And post daily updates on various pages. The front landing page (this one you are reading now) changes daily. It'll feature different articles every day.
The first draft of an article shows up here the day it's written, then 2 or 3 days later gets moved to it's own page with it's own url.
Meaning, anything you saw on the homepage here, is still on this website somewhere, it was just moved to it's own dedicated page. Nothing is ever deleted off of this site, nothing has been deleted off this site sing 1996, nearly thirty years ago, thus why there are well over ten thousand pages here.
This site is VERY active. If you don't come back daily, you'll definitely miss out on something.
As some people have asked how it is they could help, I have set up a way for you to do so now, so if you’d like to help me pay my medical bills, pay monthly bills, buy food, and save up to rebuild my house, you can chip in via Patreon, Stripe, or PayPal at any of the following one, recurring monthly, or recurring yearly levels:
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Also: just so you know: You can go to prison for trying to develop land with over 500 Native American graves on it, you know that, right?
The land at 146 Portland Avenue, Old Orchard Beach, Maine has Native American graves, some dating all the way back to the 1500s on it.
And they are all my relatives. And one of them is my son who was murdered November 14, 2013. Don't think I won't think twice about taking you down if you dare touch any of those graves.
Remember too: I own that land, and you have no right, nor permission to set foot on it. I don't care WHO told you you could. They do not own 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine. I do.
146 Portland Avenue, Old Orchard Beach, Maine is owned by me, Wendy Christine Allen and anyone who says otherwise is lying to you and trying to scam you.
Stay the fuck away from my son's grave.
I hate trespassers.
Stay the fuck off my land.
You have no right to be anywhere near my land.
And if anyone named Jeannie or Ken or Atwater, tells you you can go near my land, call the fucking police, because they are scam artists who run a real estate flipping scam. They sell land they DO NOT OWN to developers. They've been doing it for decades. The police and FBI know about it and are looking for them.
FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322, same FBI agent who is heading my son's murder investigation, call him, if one of these bastards tells you, you can go on my land, because they have no right to tell you that.
I am Wendy Christine Allen and I own 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine. I have owned it since 1983. It has been in my family since 1533. It's my family's cemetery. And it is not for sale.
They keep pretending to own my land and trying to sell it to developers. They try to pull this scam every year. They show up almost every spring. They have been doing it since the 1930s. Five generations of scammers are involved in this very large group, of around 400 "Atwaters".
They are suspected of being involved in my son's murder, as the FBI believes my son was murdered as an attempt to intimidate me into selling my land. They tried to illegally sell 146 Portland Ave several times throughout the 1940s to 1970s while my grandmother Helen Ricker Allen owned it. They call themselves "The Royal Highland Atwater Clan of Scotland" but are from Nova Scotia, and they arrive here in Old Orchard Beach, Maine every summer. Each year they ILLEGALLY sell DOZENS of properties in Old Orchard Beach, that THEY DO NOT OWN.
They primarily target places owned by residents of Quebec, Massachusetts, and Florida, but they also target properties like my own, which "appear" to be empty. My land looks "empty" because it' a cemetery with very few markers, so they assume they can swoop in and sell it to a developer, and every year construction crews show up, start digging, and run out terrified after they get a few dozer scopes full of HUMAN BONES. Then they boo-hoo that they were giving demolition permits signed by various names, none of them actual owners.
In 2013, a few weeks before my son was murdered, they hired a backhoe to drive over my house.
These scam artists are a major problem here in Old Orchard Beach, Maine. And ooh look, its February 14, 2024 and they showed up in my yard this morning.
This page was written by Wendy Christine Allen of 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine. All Rights Reserved.
Copyright © [oldest articles written 1978],[website founded - 1996] –
Also: just so you know: You can go to prison for trying to develop land with over 500 Native American graves on it, you know that, right?
The land at 146 Portland Avenue, Old Orchard Beach, Maine has Native American graves, some dating all the way back to the 1500s on it.
And they are all my relatives. And one of them is my son who was murdered November 14, 2013. Don't think I won't think twice about taking you down if you dare touch any of those graves.
Remember too: I own that land, and you have no right, nor permission to set foot on it. I don't care WHO told you you could. They do not own 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine.
I do.
146 Portland Avenue, Old Orchard Beach, Maine is owned by me, Wendy Christine Allen and anyone who says otherwise is lying to you and trying to scam you.
Stay the fuck away from my son's grave.
I hate trespassers.
Stay the fuck off my land.
You have no right to be anywhere near my land.
And if anyone named Jeannie or Ken or Atwater, tells you you can go near my land, call the fucking police, because they are scam artists who run a real estate flipping scam. They sell land they DO NOT OWN to developers. They've been doing it for decades. The police and FBI know about it and are looking for them.
FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322, same FBI agent who is heading my son's murder investigation, call him, if one of these bastards tells you, you can go on my land, because they have no right to tell you that.
I am Wendy Christine Allen and I own 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine. I have owned it since 1983. It has been in my family since 1533. It's my family's cemetery. And it is not for sale.
They keep pretending to own my land and trying to sell it to developers. They try to pull this scam every year. They show up almost every spring. They have been doing it since the 1930s. Five generations of scammers are involved in this very large group, of around 400 "Atwaters".
They are suspected of being involved in my son's murder, as the FBI believes my son was murdered as an attempt to intimidate me into selling my land. They tried to illegally sell 146 Portland Ave several times throughout the 1940s to 1970s while my grandmother Helen Ricker Allen owned it. They call themselves "The Royal Highland Atwater Clan of Scotland" but are from Nova Scotia, and they arrive here in Old Orchard Beach, Maine every summer. Each year they ILLEGALLY sell DOZENS of properties in Old Orchard Beach, that THEY DO NOT OWN.
They primarily target places owned by residents of Quebec, Massachusetts, and Florida, but they also target properties like my own, which "appear" to be empty. My land looks "empty" because it' a cemetery with very few markers, so they assume they can swoop in and sell it to a developer, and every year construction crews show up, start digging, and run out terrified after they get a few dozer scopes full of HUMAN BONES. Then they boo-hoo that they were giving demolition permits signed by various names, none of them actual owners.
In 2013, a few weeks before my son was murdered, they hired a backhoe to drive over my house.
These scam artists are a major problem here in Old Orchard Beach, Maine. And ooh look, its February 14, 2024 and they showed up in my yard this morning.
About Wendy C. Allen:
I am a Scottish Gypsy, Scottish Gaelic is my native language, and this site is written in Scottish English. I never went to school because my people do not believe in it. I was raised in a Vardo, and spent my childhood, teen years, and young adult years living under tarps, and under lean tos made of bark and pine branches and a 1964 Dodge 330.
We grew all our own food and made all our own clothes. I did not have contact with Americans and their society until I was 31 years old. I was 31 years old the first time I found out about store and buying food and clothes, things I did not know was possible. I started college at age 37 and was the first female of of people to get an education. I am also one of fewer than a dozen members of our clan (which has over 4k people) to learn to read and write. I can not do maths, I do not know how to count or tell time or use money.
I have never lived in a house, nor had electricity, toilets, or running water. Most Americans call me a "feral child" due to my 3rd world upbringing and lifestyle.
I'm sorry, but if you send me slang or memes that reference American TV or pop culture, I am not going to know what you are talking about as I've never been a part of those things.
I discovered the existence of electricity and the internet in 1996, when I also discovered libraries. From 1996 until 2016, this website was entirely written on public access computers from various libraries throughout Maine.
November 14, 2013, while I was 8 months pregnant with my son Xavier-Octavian, I was attacked by 2 women with golf clubs, at The BugLight Lighthouse Art Studio of Southern Maine Community College, in South Portland Maine. They murdered my son, and severed my spine. I am now crippled and can not walk, and there is an FBI investigation trying to locate the 2 women who did this. I am legally blind, I was born that way, so I can not identify these women. They were Americans by the way they spoke, but I have no clue who they are.
Due to my bedridden state, I was no longer able to live outside, and in 2017, moved into an apartment nearby my farm. From 2017 to 2024, due to now having a computer, internet, and electricity, things I never had before 2017, I am now able to update this website near daily. I am still learning about Americans and their bizarrely strange culture, so, do not expect me to understand your "jokes" and slang and memes or you strange political rants, because I have no point of reference by which to understand them.
I learned to read and write in 1978, and immediately took up writing short stories about Elves and Unicorns. The first Quaraun story was published by a tiny print magazine September 23, 1978. Now today in 2024, there are 138 novels, 423 novellas, and more than 2k short stories published for the series. Most were written in Scottish and do not have English translations, and most appeared in small press print magazines that have only 6 month shelf lives before going out of print. The bulk of the series was published between 1987 and 1996. Most title sold fewer than one thousand copies, due largely to language barriers of the series not being accessible to English speakers.
Two of the English editions sold over a million copies each.
This website, was created for me to have a place to talk about how create my characters, I build their world, how I write their stories, and how I get those stories published. If you no interest in those things, there probably will not be much for you here. However, in 2017, the site crossed ten thousand pages, so there is a lot here, but it's mostly stuff about Elves, Unicorns, writing Elves and Unicorns, and a lot of lore and character backstories for my own series.
If you enjoyed this page, don't forget to share it on social media (share links above) or place a link to it on your own blog or website.
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When you link to this page, it will ping me to let me know you did, and this will allow me to visit the stories you write using these prompts, which I frequently share on my own social media to help gain you readers for your work.
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What did you do today to step closer to that goal?
Whatever you do, be your best at it!
And remember to have yourself a great and wonderfully glorious day!
~EK
EelKat.com
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Yes,
EelKat =
eels + cats
Miss Citten The Eel~Kat is a Fairy Cat From Planet Ptarmagin who travels the galaxy collecting rare space eels. That fact alone should make it easy to figure out how to say "EelKat", but also, why the fuck are you calling ME EelKat? My name is Wendy Christine Allen.
EelKat is the black bobkat and Spriggan is the flying white cat whom Quaraun is alway telling people he sees following him, but whom always run away so no one but Quaraun ever sees them, leading people to call Quaraun "Insane". EelKat and Spriggan are the narrators of the books.
The books were published with the author name "By Wendy C Allen as told by EelKat" and in the 1990s and early 2000s she was the most popular character with fans, thus why the website used her name (eelkat.com) because she was also the most Googled for character of the franchise.
For some reason in recent years, people have taken not only to calling ME "EelKat" but also to using the retarded pronunciation of "el'Kit", because they are too retarded to know how to pronounce the word EEL, which is a type of fish.
But also, people who can't tell the difference between the author and their characters are weird, and probably need psychiatric help, and should
#1: not be so retarded of a stalker that they show up in my driveway to harass my family with their gay hatred and
#2: you hating gay people does not give you the right to drive a backhoe over my house;
#3 go get psychiatric help, you NEED it you sick piece of shit.