Stephanie Shaver

Sometimes Writer Always Extremely Online

About Me

Hello, my name is Steph. I’ve been writing and publishing since 1988 and I’ve been in the games industry since 1996. I wrote a little bit more on the About Me page. This is my sometimes-updated website. Enjoy.

July 2006

  • plotting

    More background. The plot of book one (version 2.0) is starting to open up. Still no pillar story, though. Continue reading

  • still here

    My internet tubes are currently blocked by the mud and muck of 60 mph winds. I am blessed to have power, but cursed to have no internets. It’s a bit like hell, sans dancing ham(p)sters. I’m a little surprised by how much I rely on a live internet connection to write. Word lookup, wikipedia searches,… Continue reading

  • retooling

    Tinkered some more with chapter one. Demons! That’s it! Done tinkering! No more tinkering! On to chapter two! But not until Tuesday. Continue reading

  • chapter one

    Reason for stopping: Gym, food. Mammalian Assistance: A brief visit on the feet from Mr. Atticus Cups Consumed: Dammit, I knew I forgot something. Exercise: Soon. Mail: None of note. Today’s words Word don’t know: nocked Words I’m surprised Word do know: spymaster Tyop du jour: none I could find Darling du jour: It’s a… Continue reading

  • when you were young

    Went back and reread what I wrote night before. Tinkered with the layout a bit. Will write more tonight, which should include some sketches of the new Dead Wicked stuff I want to run past the collaborator. Though I joke about being the world’s most useless psychic, I do in fact have a pretty good… Continue reading

  • bad syndicate

    My apologies to anyone who woke up this morning and found a syndication dump on their LJ from this journal. I assure you, it was not my doing. Also, I woke up with story ideas in my head again. I suspect the drought is passing. But what will this mean for my garden? Oh dear. Continue reading

  • going forward

    Yep. Still here. Adjusting to new stuff. I’m back to thinking about Myr and Co. But I’m thinking about them older, because that’s what I do. I don’t know where it’s going, but so far it’s fun. 2,222 words of fun, in fact. Dead Wicked awaits the artist. Meanwhile, I percolate. Continue reading