Emma Veronica

Like many others, I absolutely love this time of year.  The advent festivities, the time spent with loved ones, the lights and decorations, the cold nights spent inside snuggled up with blankets and hot chocolate.  All of it is so heart warming.  While I often don't have much time to bake, I do love to around the holidays.  This year, I wanted to contribute to my family's thanksgiving dinner, so I made maple salted caramel pecan pie bars (yes, I know it's a mouthful, but its a tasty one!).  Here is how I did it: I used a great recipe from averiecooks.com. To begin, you need (For the crust) 1 cup of all-purpose flour 1/3 cup of packed brown sugar (light or dark works) 1/2 cup of soft, unsalted butter (For the filling) 1 large egg 1/3 cup of brown sugar (light or dark) 1/3 cup of maple syrup 1 Tablespoon vanilla extract (Optional) A pinch of salt to taste 1 cup of raw, unsalted pecans 1/4 cup of salted caramel ...

So, I know I have been very inconsistent in posting here.  Maybe you haven't even noticed, but I would still like apologize for being a poor blogger. (In my defense college life is pretty crazy...) Anyway, this past semester I took an Introduction to Creative Writing course.  "So what?" you ask-- well, with that, I have many creative pieces just sitting here on my computer, not doing anything but collecting dust... or whatever untouched computer files collect.  So I thought, if you don't mind, I'd share some of them with you (hopefully) every Friday! Maybe we can entitle it a series of Fiction Fridays? To start off this series, here is a poem I like to call "Don't Read Too Carefully"-- a nonsense piece for those who like to play with words.  Enjoy! Don't Read Too Carefully By Emma Campbell If slag hugged the wispy clouds I sifted blue tears that love. They trickled through the eyes of man As we believed to know the...

Dear LORD,  You are sovereign even when, in our eyes, our world starts spinning out of control and we feel utterly helpless. You are a gracious and loving Father--Abba. You know each of your children deeply and completely. We praise you for you are good.  You are good.  You hear our cries, and you see our tears.  And one day, you will take away our pain, death will be no more, and you will wipe every tear from our eyes. But right now we weep with Paris. Right now, we boldly and humbly approach your throne because we recognize how much we need you, LORD.  Our hearts ache for the people in Paris.  Be with them now. Let your presence be close to them. Let your love shine through the midst of this dark, dark night. Be with those who have lost and with those who have been scarred. Bring healing and peace, we ask with all our hearts.  Be with those who attacked. May we be bold enough to ask you to transform their hearts. Help us to remember that you sent you...