Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

His vegan cupcakes are magic. No, better than magic. Because with magic, there’s always a trick up your sleeve, something you don’t always reveal. But my new friend Todd was willing, no, eager, to share and to teach. I promise…

We don’t have fireflies in Texas. This makes me sad for Lone Star children everywhere. It makes me sad for me, even. Because what’s summer without badminton, pitchers of sweet tea, and magical bugs that resemble burning embers at a…

It was date night, so I put in a little effort. Effort meaning a shower. Little meaning shaving the wee bits. I dabbed on lotion and rifled through the closet for a date-worthy outfit. You know, the ensembles featured in…

WHY THE HELL DO I SUCK SO BAD AT BAKING?
Or, more to the point, How do I get myself some help, ’cause we won’t be covering this in couples therapy this week. Answers, Straight Up is a section of…

Phil and I are different animals, for sure. But aside from the fact that we move through life at very different paces, we share a common sense of religion (to what degree we want it to be a part of…

I so love the gay man. I need to adopt some here in Austin. I’m actually being set up on a fag hag date. I don’t know if there’s anyone more fun. I need more Austin lady friends who want…

I receive a lot of selfless email–strangers reaching out, taking the time to say, "I’ve never done this before, but I just had to write…" I try to respond because really, those emails make me happy. Not Coke commercial happy,…

It wasn’t all that long ago. I stayed awake with anxiety, a hot laptop leaving red wormy marks on my stomach. I only noticed them when I got up to pee. I was in too much pain to feel pain.…