Full Name Stephen Edwin King

Mother Nellie Ruth Pillsbury, who died of cancer in 1973 at the age of 59 (Daughter of Guy and Nellie Pillsbury)

Father Donald King. A former captain in the Merchant Marines. He was born as David Spansky, but later changed his name.

Siblings David Victor King, adopted in 1945, born 1945 and currently lives in Rochester, New Hampshire and owns an appliance repair store.

DOB Sept 21, 1947

POB Portland General Hospital, Maine

Wife Tabitha Spruce, whom he met at the University of Maine at Orono

Children Owen Phillip, Joseph Hillstrom and Naomi Rachel

Grandchildren Ethan (Born 1999), son of Joe and his wife Leanora.

DOM January 1971

Schooling Grammar School: Durham Grammar School

High School: Lisbon Falls High School

University: University of Maine at Orono (Scholarship), graduated in 1970 with a B.S. in English and a minor in Speech.

Personal Fears Fear for someone else

Fear of others (paranoia)

Fear of death

Fear of insects (especially spiders, flies, and beetles)

Fear of closed-in places

Fear of rats

Fear of snakes

Fear of deformity

Fear of squishy things

Fear of the dark

Contact Addresses Home 47 West Broadway

Bangor, Maine

04401 USA

Office 49 Florida Avenue

Bangor, Maine

04401 USA

Castle Rock PO BOX 1186

Bangor, Maine

04401 USA

As far as I can find, Stephen King does not have an e-mail address (I would not publish it even if I did know it, so if you want to email me Stephen, feel free). It is quite possible that he IS on the internet, but using a pseudonym so he is not swamped by emails! If anyone has any other addresses, please let me know. To try to get an autograph, write to the Office address.

Stephen Edwin King was born on September 21, 1947 in Portland, Maine He was a suprise addition to the family, as his mother had been told that she would never have children. His parents, Donald and Nellie King, were experiencing difficulties in their marriage, and when Stephen King was only 2, his father, a door-to-door salesman for Electrolux, left the house to buy a pack of cigarettes...but never returned. Stephen King hasn't seen his father since.

Stephen and his adopted older brother, David King, lived with their mother back and forth between Massachusetts and Maine, and his passion for writing surfaced in 1959 when he wrote articles in his brothers local "newspaper" titled "Daves Rag". Copied on a mimeograph machine, and with a circulation of only 20 or so, Stephen wrote articles ane even his views on upcomiong television shows. Inspired by the relative success, Stephen copied some of his short stories and sold them to local people for a whole THIRTY CENTS!. Stephen actually sold some of his work at school until teachers put a stop to it.

There were many short stories written by King during these formative years, and many were actually published by the company called "Triad and Gaslight Books". The publishers were actually Stephen and David King, along with Chris Chesley. The last of these self published works was the 2 part, 3000 word "The Star Invaders".

Much of King's early works were science fiction based, but because he lacked the scientific grounding, they tended to be a bit thin on detail, but still excellent for someone of his age. Stephens interest in horror writing began in 1959 when he found a box of old science-fiction and horror magazines at his Aunt's house. Inspired by such writers as Howard Phillips Lovecraft, Robert Bloch abd Jack Finney, he began thinking more about horror writing, and published "I Was A Teenage Grave Robber" in comics review later that year. Despite this early publication, Stephen King's first professional sale occurred in 1967 when Startling Mystery Stories accepted his story "The Glass Floor".

King said in an interview in 1988: "I have a sense of injustice that came, I think ... My mother was a single parent. Her husband deserted her when I was 2, and she went through a lot of menial jobs. We were the little people. We were dragged from pillar to post, and there was none of this equal opportunity stuff going on at that time. We were latchkey kids before there were latchkey kids, and she was a female wage earner when, basically, women did scut work and cleaned up other people's messes. And she never complained about it a lot. But I wasn't dumb and I wasn't blind. And I got a sense of who was being taken advantage of and who was lording it over the other people. A lot of that sense of injustice stayed. It stuck with me, and it's still in the books today."

Stephen King graduated from high school in 1966 and continued on to the University of Maine at Orono. While studying at University, he met his wife-to- be, Tabitha Spruce. He received his bachelors of science in English in 1970, then married Tabitha Spruce in 1971.

Stephen King began his work at an industrial laundromat, then became a janitor, then finally became an English teacher at Hamden Public School in Maine in the Fall of 1971. He didn't earn enough money, and had trouble paying the bills. He wrote whenever he wasn't working, and published Carrie in 1974 with Doubleday, after receiving a $2,500 advance for a book that Tabitha rescued from the garbage can! Carrie was an instant success, and it's movie, released in 1976, was also popular.

The one thing that really helped the struggling Kings was the sale of Carrie, but on May 12, 1973 a simple phone call changed their life forever. Doubleday had sold the rights to reprint Carrie to New American Library for $400,000, and King was to get Half! To mark the event, Stephen bought Tabitha a hairdryer. The struggle for money had now ceased, and allowed Stephen to concentrate on his writing unlike any time in the past. Alas, Stephens mother Nellie, lived only long enough to learn of the acceptance of Carrie, but not long enough to actually see it in print.

The acceptance of Salems Lot, initially titled "Second Coming", as King's second book was enough to type King as a horror writer, but this did not seem to worry him. The subsequent sale of the reprint rights to NAL earned King half of the $500,000 sale price.

King's third novel in print was The Shining, and was based on a weekend visit to a hotel. Stephen and Tabitha decided to spend a weekend away from the children, and came apon the Stanley Hotel in Estes Park. Staying in room 217, King found that he was filled with dread on a number of occasions. Like many times before and after, King used real life characters from the hotel, including Grady, the hotel bartender. King said "I was able to invest a lot of my unhapy aggressive impulses in Jack Torrance...". It was this novel that set King's horror typing in concrete.

King chose to leave Doubleday books and join NAL (owner of Viking) for a variety of reasons - the main one being monetary. King also discovered another side effect. When they produced The Dead Zone, the cover was much more vibrant and eye catching, and the book itself had a better look and feel to the books produced by Doubleday.

Since then, he has published over 30 novels, and he has over 100 million copies in print. Despite writing about gruesome horror subjects, Stephen King has many fears (See the list above).

Stephen King enjoys rock music (i.e. Bruce Springsteen). He has many quotes in his novels from rock songs, and is in the band "Rock Bottom Remainders". The other members of the band are Dave Barry, Amy Tan, Robert Fulghum, Matt Groening, and Roy Blount, Jr."Rock 'n' Roll," says Stephen King, "continues to renew and refresh those who practice its mysteries." Hitching their tour bus to that star, he and the other bestselling authors in the Rock Bottom Remainders spent two weeks barnstorming the East Coast - playing clubs where the customers brandished books, and clubs where the listeners brandished clubs - massacring rock 'n' roll classics everywhere.

Consider the man. While many of his myriad fans are more than a trifle weird, the writer himself seems to be almost studiedly normal. He wears Levis and specs, carries a ballpoint pen in his breast pocket, watches baseball and drinks Pepsi. He lives quietly in Bangor, Maine, with his wife and children. My wife, my kids they see me one way, King has said, but something happens when you write something thats not a normal thing. Whoever I am, when Im walking around, thats one person. But somebody else writes the books.

In 1989, King signed a deal with Viking that netted him $35 million for four books, a new record. As generous as that deal was, King announced his decision to leave Viking (his publisher of eighteen years) in 1997, in order to establish a new relationship with a house willing to pay a $17 million asking price for his latest novel, Bag of Bones. He soon struck a deal with Simon & Schuster in which he would receive an $8 million advance for the 1,000-page tome, in addition to a 50% share of the profits earned from its sale, and from the sale of two upcoming works, a short-story collection and a nonfiction book about writing. King is also hard at work adapting his best-selling book Desperation for a New Line Cinema feature film.

In 1998, King Ranked 31st on Forbes Top 40 List of Entertainers:

Apt Pupil

It was 4 hours later and almost dark before they took him down.

Bag of Bones

What if death drives us insane? What if we survive, but it drives us insane? What then?

Murder is the worst kind of pornography. - Mike Noonan

Compared to the dullest human being actually walking about on the face of the earth and casting his shadow there, the most brilliantly drawn character in a novel is but a bag of bones. - Hardy

Things conceived by minds and made by hands can never be quite the same, even when they try their best to be identical, because we're never the same from day to day or even moment to moment.

Battleground

The little bastards shot me!

Carrie

And so there was nothing else to do. It was either laugh or cry, and who could bring himself to cry over Carrie after all those years?

Their all gonna laugh at you!

Christine

Now, that "school spirit" business is mostly a lot bullshit made up by school administrators who remember having a helluva time at the Saturday-afternoon gridiron contests of their youth but have conveniently forgotten that most of it resulted from being drunk, horny, or both.

Desperation

When you've got a crazy cop on your hands, you've got yourself a situation.

Firestarter

The brain is a muscle that can move the world

Hearts In Atlantis

Man, we suck!

They killed the boy last night, Richard. It wasn't a nice thing to watch - or feel. His head...it exploded. As if someone had scooped out his brains and put a hand grenade in his skull. - The Narrator

It

You can't be careful on a skateboard, man.

We all float down here.

Each life makes it's own imitation of immortality: a Wheel. Or so Bill Denbrough somtimes thinks on those early mornings after dreaming, when he almost remembers his childhood, and the friends with whom he shared it.

You leave and you leave quickly when the sunlight's glow slips away. And you think it's because in this dream, that's what you do. And if you spare a last thought, maybe it's the ghosts you think about.

All living things must abide by the laws of the shape thay inhabit.

Everything's a lot tougher when it's for real. That's when you choke. When it's for real.

He saw the shape behind the shape: saw lights, saw an endless crawling hairy thing which was made of light and nothing else, orange light, dead light that mocked life.

Stop now before I kill you all. A word to the wise from your friend Pennywise

The love is what matters...maybe that's all we get to take with us when we go out of the blue and into the black.

Come on back and we'll see if you remember the simplest thing of all: how it is to be children, secure in belief and thus afraid of the dark.

Hi Ho Silver AWAAYYY - Stuttering Bill from "IT"

He thrusts his fists against the posts, and still insists he see's the ghosts

Your hair is winter fire
January embers
My Heart burns there too - Ben Hanscomb

Maximum Overdrive

WE MADE YOU!!

Misery

I suppose you want your cockadoodie medication.

"Behind you! Look out!" Paul shrieked, knowing he was too late but shouting anyways. With a thin warbling cry, Annie plunged Bossie's cross into the trooper's back.

Needful Things

You've been here before. Sure you have, I never forget a face.

There was a legend written on the side, and Alan could just make it out. Caveat Emptor it said.

Pet Sematary

Sometimes dead is better.

A hideous mewling sound now arose, and for a moment all of Jud's bones turned to white ice. It was not Louis's son returned from the grave but some hideous monster.

I got something for you Mommy.

Quitters, Inc

Love is the most pernicious drug of all. Let the romantics debate its existence. Pragmatists know it and use it.

Rita Hayworth And The Shawshank Redemption

Somethings are just to beautiful to be caged - Red

Remember that hope is a good thing... maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies. - Andy's letter to Red

Fear can hold you prisoner. Hope can set you free.

Either get busy living, or get busy dying.

The collossal prick even managed to sound magnanamous.

Rose Madder

Who would cross him, contradict him?

Skeleton Crew

And if I should kiss you in the dark, it's no big deal; it's only because you are my love. - Introduction

Storm Of The Century

Born in lust, turn to dust. Born in sin, come on in

When every choice hurts, how do you make the right one?

Give me what I want and I'll go away.

You're To Damned Short to Play Basketball Davie. Here. Catch !

When every choice hurts, how do you make the right one?

Tough, I know, but this is a cash and carry world, pay as you go. Sometimes you only have to pay a little, but mosty it's a lot. This is a lesson I thought I learned nine years ago, on Little Tall, during the Storm of the Century.....

Strawberry Spring

"My wife is in the other room as I write this, crying. She thinks I was with another woman last night."
"And oh dear God, I think so too."

The Ballad of the Flexible Bullet

Madness is a flexible bullet

The only foolproof suicide method is to step off a very high building, and that's a way out that only the extraordinarily dedicated ever take. So damned messy, isn't it?

The Body

The most important things are the hardest things to say.

The Dark Half

Well you know, hoss, the only way to do it is to do it. --George stark

The Dark Tower I

The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed.

Go then, there are other worlds than these.

The Dark Tower III

"Where you goin? Back to school?"
"No, that way lies madness"

The Dark Tower IV

Cast your nets wanderers, ask me your questions and let the contest begin.

If you love me, Roland, then love me.

And, as is true of any other strong and addicting drug, true first love is dangerous.

The Eyes of the Dragon

The human psyche is like a well.

The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon

Who do you call when your windshield's busted?

The Green Mile

If it would get rid of Percy Wetmore, I'd tweak the devil's nose.

Roll on two.

We each owe a death, there are no exceptions, I know that, but sometimes, oh God, the Green Mile is so long.

The Langoliers

Time?! what do you know about time?! Let ME tell you about time! Time is short, mister! - Toomey

The Long Walk

Just keep on dancing with me forever, Garraty, and I'll never tire. We'll scrape our shoes on the stars and hang upside down from the moon.

"...angular, pimply head disappeared in a hammersmash of blood and brains and flying skull fragments." - Curley's death as seen through the eyes of Ray Garraty.

I'm just concentrating on picking them up and putting them down.

The Night Flier

Never believe what you publish...Never publish what you believe.

The Stand

These days it's no easy life.

You believe that happy crappy?

Sometimes, he thought, real love is silent as well as blind.

Baby can you dig your man

You can't outrun the Dark Man. - Campion

Help us to be true o' Lord - help us to STAND !!

The place where you made your stand never really mattered.....only that you where there, and still on your feet.

M-O-O-N - that spells MOON

Bumpty bump - Trashcan Man

Every dog has his day- Harold Lauder

Life was such a wheel that no man could stand upon it for long. And it always, at the end, came round to the same place again.

To follow one star is to concede the power of some greater force, some Providence; yet is it still not possible that the act of following itself is the taproot of even greater power? Your GOD, your DEVIL, owns thekeys to the lighthouse;I have grappled with that so long and hard in these last two months; but to each of us he has given the responsibility of NAVIGATION. HAROLD EMERY LAUDER (From his journal)

The Shining

REDRUM!!

You shine on, boy. Harder than anyone I ever met in my life. And I'm sixty years old this January.

The Talisman

Bad! All boys! Axiomatic! All boys! Filthy! Filthy!

The Tommyknockers

Tommyknockers Tommyknocker Knocking at my door.

Thinner

White man from town.