D.R. Perry's Blog, page 10
March 28, 2016
Barely Awake is Live!
Story And A SnackBarely Awake just went live on the Kindle store! Visit the page by clicking the cover above. You can read with your Kindle Select subscription at no additional charge. Otherwise, it's $2.99 to download and $9.42 for the paperback. Click here to find a paperback copy. Bear shifters love their food. Here's a recipe that's from Louisiana, just like our hero, Bobby Tremain. Enjoy!
Pillowcase Cookies
Fishermen would bring these cookies onboard with them in pillowcases.
Ingredients:
2 1/2 Cups of flour1 Cup of sugar2 1/2 tsp baking powder1 Eggs and 1 yolk1/2 cup of butter, cut up1 tbsp of whole milk1 tsp of vanilla extractInstructions:
Mix flour, sugar, and baking powder in a bowl.Cut in butter with a pastry knife or blender until you have crumbsln another bowl, whisk egg, yolk, milk, and vanilla.Add egg mix to flour mix until almost combined.Work dough into a ball with your hands.Flatten the dough ball into a disk, cover with plastic, and refrigerate for 1 hour. Heat oven to 350 Fahrenheit.Roll dough 1/4 inches thick and cut with your favorite cookie cutters.Bake on a cookie sheet until tops are golden, about 12 minutes.Enjoy while reading Barely Awake!
March 8, 2016
Welcome to My Bloglet
I think you're gonna like it.
I think you're gonna feel you belong.
-Alice Cooper
Excuse me for bursting into song there. It's something I do from time to time. Okay, maybe a little more frequently than that. And I change the words. You can blame Weird Al, but really my grandma was responsible for this habit of mine. You're lucky I didn't decide to pursue a career as a popular music parodist. Instead, I wrote some novels. They're a little bit silly, a little spooky, but mostly fun.
They say novelists should have websites and so here's mine. There's a front page where I post links to my work. There's a page where you can find some details about who I am and why I crunch out words on a regular basis. And then, there's this bloglet, where I might ramble on, sing my song. It's little and there's not much here yet. Give it time.
I think you're gonna feel you belong.
-Alice Cooper
Excuse me for bursting into song there. It's something I do from time to time. Okay, maybe a little more frequently than that. And I change the words. You can blame Weird Al, but really my grandma was responsible for this habit of mine. You're lucky I didn't decide to pursue a career as a popular music parodist. Instead, I wrote some novels. They're a little bit silly, a little spooky, but mostly fun.
They say novelists should have websites and so here's mine. There's a front page where I post links to my work. There's a page where you can find some details about who I am and why I crunch out words on a regular basis. And then, there's this bloglet, where I might ramble on, sing my song. It's little and there's not much here yet. Give it time.
