Edward Stasheff is a second-generation writer, carrying on an ancient and honorable tradition of epic storytelling and a dishonorable tradition of hideously bad jokes. Raised by a sci-fi/fantasy author and a costumer, Edward spent his formative years attending sci-fi conventions full of men dressed as Klingons and women in chain mail bikinis. Psychologists fear this permanently warped little Eddie's personality to this day. He holds a Master's Degree in History, making him Supreme Overlord of Completely Useless Trivia, and considers himself both a Knight of the High Plains and a Monk of the Taborite Order. Sadly, enough members of his historical reenactment society share his delusion to prevent him being committed to a psychiatric ward. Edward is currently wanted in thirteen states for armchair anarchy, contributing to the delinquency of everyone, and criminally bad jokes. Despite his growing notoriety and infamy, he remains a big nerd. He currently lives and writes in Cincinnati, Ohio.