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.


  • the contents of my brain

    My brain is currently a rich toxic gumbo (thank you, Hurricane Katrina newscasters who permanently tattooed that coin-of-phrase on my skull) of ideas. On one hand I need to write the thing for the thing, on the other hand I need to start a new book, on the other I am contemplating creative stuff for… Continue reading

  • not to mention their dark side

    Filled a couple pages with brainstorms. This is good, and now I let it sit and stew. By mid-December, I should be ready to outline. You know, says my brain, this works so well for the short stories, why am I not doing it with a novel? I really don’t know. Not a bad idea,… Continue reading

  • a man of few words, most of them argumentative

    I have kindly invited Lelia and Wil to once again take up residence in my cerebral cortex. Unfortunately, they are doing more arguing than plot advancement. Lelia also seems to have a pre-existing broken bone (that is, a bone she broke just before the story begins). Which is interesting, but definitely not a plot. You… Continue reading

  • yeah, yeah, yeah

    Been a while. My latest writing venture was an article for a magazine (more once I know the actual issue and whether it’s accepted), and at some point I need to outline the next Lelia and Wil story, because I’m writing one. I’m still trying to figure out what I want to write. My three… Continue reading

  • compare and contrast

    The initial, raw paragraph: Dudana began to rock back and forth. The droning croon had resumed. She had her arms wrapped around her waist. The first pass revision: Dudana wrapped her arms around her waist and began to rock back and forth. The droning croon resumed. And that’s why I don’t like people reading my… Continue reading

  • this time, in rhyme

    Words were written. Things were said. Chew what we’ve bitten, it’s off to bed. (Tired of sittin’ Eyelids of lead Still I’m smitten by Poison to the Dead.) Continue reading

  • frame by frame it did unfold

    Unexpected sex scene. 500 words of boring heroics (!) cut, 1000 words of “um, what just happened?” written. I’d do more, but I gotta sleep. If you happen to read this, Rose was born. Child actress, On the fifth day of the snow Continue reading

  • there is an ocean in my soul

    Busy weekend taking care of the house and cooking meals. But I have many meals cooked now, and the sink is empty, and the litter is fresh, and the lawn is mowed, and it seems likely I might make some good headway on the bo…on the writing. (I’m not calling it a book until I… Continue reading

  • this n’ that

    Writing: Wheee! In other news: I think I’m going to let my SFWA membership expire. It doesn’t seem like I use it for anything except getting a discount on my account. Which is ridiculously overpriced to begin with. $8 a month? For email? Why am I paying this again? Actually, that’s an excellent question… Continue reading

  • shhhhh

    It happened again. Sleepy time! ::yawn:: Continue reading