I tend to go by the title of Stephanie, Steph, or Stephy; the latter being my favorite. I would give you my full name, but I've had this underlying fear of being stalked by scary greasy-haired men that collect rodents since I was very young.

I am 24 years old. I have a B.A. in English, Creative Writing emphasis. Writing is my business, art is my pleasure. Luckily I can combine the two quite often.

I like to write and play songs of my own creation on my trusty blue acoustic, although I won't object to the occasional cover because I'm still pretty darn inexperienced in songwriting. I have a curious affinity to cats, and I detest sheep. The human kind, that is.

My shyness is often mistaken for aloofness, and my height is often mistaken for that of a twelve-year old, since restaurants still seem to insist on offering me a children's menu.

My favorites include rain, the ocean, music, blue, a quick wit, guitars, indie rock, love, idiot boys that wouldn't know a girl that would never leave them if she kicked them in the face, nerds, stars, and garlic popcorn.

If I had to choose one book to read over and over again till death we did part, it would be Bridge of Birds by Barry Hughart. Or the third Harry Potter, which I've already read about 15 times. You laugh, but I do not jest.

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Welcome to my website. Enjoy your stay. And remember to pick up your shoes at the door before you leave.