Born in 1887 on horseback in the midst of a terrible storm, Stephen grew up to be a prize prat. Loved by all and hated also by all. It's very confusing.

He loves to read your one-star reviews of his claptrap. His ego doubles every time someone tells him his books are a waste of paper. He writes about himself in the third person. He can bend his thumbs back further than you might imagine.

Stephen has a degree in Fine Art and it has proved indispensable in everyday life. He is autistic and 9 years sober.

Stephen currently has very poor mental health, but is hoping to improve this by going on an epic journey to the forbidden mountain of Imhotep (the doctors) to slay the beast of eternal fire (suicidal ideation) using the mystical charmed sword of Numasanah (take anti-depressants).

If you have read this far, well done.