Lane von Herzen: Correspondence with Neighbor Ellen Rice

My Third Novel's Conclusion, My Heartbreak

My heart begins to break when I think about completing this particular book -- because this narrative has sustained me like no other story I've known. It's both more personal and more universal than my other works. But beyond memory and archetype, it's a cri-de-coeur about needing to become the person one is destined to be. And in the writing, I have met my own life's work, my own fated journey -- having the sense all the while that the pages are suffused with a resonance, an energy, an electrified field that defies explanation. Writers hope and pray to be overtaken by a work in this way -- to be conscripted into passionate service of a profound story. To experience it even once in a lifetime seems a great privilege. I still have several months before this novel is complete, and this constitutes my reprieve. Because I'm not ready for the beauty to end.

Tuesday, June 25, 2024

Correspondence with Neighbor Ellen Rice

OIG Hotline, please be apprised of my email correspondence with neighbor Ellen Rice.

If the FBI were to press Ms. Rice for a falsified witness statement and combined this crime with a Wifi outage at my home, it would be exceptionally easy for the FBI to falsely justify a law enforcement raid a my property.

Also, if I were to attempt to locate Wifi reception on Vista Verde Way, close to the top of my driveway, as I did on June 24, 2024, Ms. Rice could appear and attest to myriad falsehoods for the FBI, with a like intention of prompting an unjustified law enforcement raid on the home of an FBI whistleblower.

Thank you for your support in preventing this possible outcome.

Most sincerely,