Made this up this morning, so I’m going to type up the recipe here so I don’t forget. Raspberry Pecan Coffee Cake 1 1/2 c. flour 2/3 c. sugar 2 tsp. baking powder 1 tsp. baking soda 1/2 tsp. salt (mix together) 1 egg 1/4 c. melted butter 1/2 c. greek yogurt Scant 1/4 c. milk Create…
Clare is very touched by all the support! But she is still a minor, so for her privacy and for the sake of my family’s privacy, my dad has asked that she not do any interviews herself at this time. I’m more than happy to talk to people, and so is her boyfriend, James. I’m…
::UPDATE:: Please do not harass the coordinator for the prom. Her info can be found online, but I am deleting comments containing that because she does not deserve the ire of internet trolls in her inbox. The coordinator herself was not involved in the decision made. Please leave her alone. Thank you. ::end update:: Dear…
Another week, another story of everyday sexism. My sister (a different one — she’s 17 and doing dual enrollment at the local community college to finish up her last year of high school via homeschooling and will start college on the east coast this coming fall) was supposed to go to prom this past weekend, but…
“Maybe I’ll just set it in a small college and then get my editor to help me change everything to high school details after the manuscript gets accepted.” “I think I should Snapchat my sister who is actually in high school and see if that gives me more inspiration.” “These problems are pretty universal, right?”…
UPDATE Everything crashed again, sorry, sorry, etc. We had a SNAFU with servers and switching and WordPress accounts and the fastest way to get this up and running again was to jump the gun on switching Wine & Marble to a domain of my own name, etc. It got complicated, Kiery King is a web…
I’m pretty sarcastic and snarly at the patriarchy most days, but I’ve recently gotten more fed up than usual and we need to talk. Sit down. Pour a cuppa or a finger of whiskey or a beer or whatever you need to get through this. It’s going to be a little long. And I’m scared…