... I have the impression 0.01% of you read my artist comments. My life has been some what a living hell since about May 4th. It was descending before that point but that date is when my eviction took effect. On that day I had to drive RV to where I was meant to stay for my new place. It broke down very fast and needed a tow. The tow truck damaged the overcab since it was hefted up by it's butt. Same day I learn my mom was in the hospital with an unknown virus.
Shorty into leaving at my new place the person providing it, a friend named Bobby. He slowly turned into a monster towards me. ... The cops knew about what he was doing and even the battered women's hotline / shelter. No room for me in the shelter and things just kept getting worse. The police said I couldn't put a restraining order on Bobby since he was the son of my landlady. Finally in late June I couldn't take it anymore and knew I had to escape.
took me in but that lasted a very short time. I couldn't stay but my cat stayed with her for a few days until my RV could be safely removed from Bobby's yard. When that happened for the first time even thanks to my mechanic, I saw it run down the highway with him behind the wheel. This is actually posted to YouTube.
The overcab suffered more damage when it went barreling down the highway at 60-65 miles per hour. ... I told him to drive it around 50 some miles per hour.
In getting my few things back from Ghostly-host, my car had a blowout on the highway. The other day it got yet another flat tire.
Theta ( my cat ) went missing the night of July 4th. Unsure if someone took him or he just escaped the RV. I had to leave him for the night. ... The only night in my eight years of owning him I've even had to do this. Had to since he was acting too mean to handle with a carrier for loading
. ... I've done everything in my power to try and get him back. Talk to every neighbor. Post flyers. Call animal shelters, visit animal shelters. Go through woods, brush, and ruined properties in seeking him. Social media. Humane animal trap. No result
State Farm after plus a month finally said they knew the tow damaged the overcab but refused to have the damage taken care of. They really frown on the thought my camper is 42 years old.
I haven't been able to get my mail in nearly a month. Reason being it's being held in a Canton post office and my car is acting like it's on it's death bed. I fear the trip to get there over break down.
My power has been cut off and I consider where my home ( the RV ) is to be unsafe. Cops aren't fond of it's placement. Can't really move it unless the overcab is fixed. One person signed a contract about a week ago, saying he'd fix it for $100. He ran off with the money.
Come the fall I'm in a lot of trouble if it can't move. No campsites open in the colder months. I have to move it down south out of necessity.
Right now I'm dog sitting for the landlady as I type this.
Now on to creative matters. I have not forgotten about my work. Things have been on hold because of all the awfulness going on right now. I will get back to creating pages as soon as I can.
Last night I got on a major roll in developing the sixth large story. Also I finally have a name for it. "Loaded Stone". Before last night I had a mild idea what plot-wise would be happening with John & Jake. Now it's planned in somewhat high detail 99% of the way. I say 99% since connecting plots haven't been fully figured out yet. Example tying in MAD better. I have a thought with that but need to figure it out better. The end to Devil's Blood really lends clues to some of Loaded Stone's main plot line. ... Also one sub-plot. ... Not sure how to sum up quickly why that title was chosen. But given this AU at large, looking at the stories going on for the sixth. It should be easy to figure out.