http://slow.writerscafe.org/Dayanka The original writings of author Christy Hauck en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021441 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Nearly a month with very little sleep, as in maybe an hour if I'm lucky, and my aunt tells me to just write down what I'm thinking. Don't be scared, don't be judemental, I'm being honest. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/658044/ twin sis of Lucifer... no more need to be said, though this introduces TWO new characters! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/621882/ Crue is a new character to the writing, but an old character in the timeline of the stories... and he's a sword that talks, but let's not get technical with magickal objects http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/611824/ Hermes... Cassandra finds love and it brings out the worst of the world http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/611354/ Our fave abomination makes her debut in this world... but how did San grow up? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/610980/ My first day in Sun Prairie didn't exactly go the way I expected http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/586749/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/586740/ Still told from Gregory's POV, this is him going to work and looking up Wren's history. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/571410/ After a year of living with her aunt, Wren ventures out into the real world http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/570981/ a young woman who was the sole survivor of a car accident that killed her parents and twin brothers was released from a mental institution and put into the care of her aunt. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/570964/ At the meet that evening, I sat in the stands with Mariposa. During the whole meet, I cheered on Riley and kept a look out for the Frej that Mark had mentioned earlier. There were so many guys on the deck, some wearing caps, some just tucking their goggles into the waist of their suits the second th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/547191/ How San was born http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/499688/ San's first take on a Drake http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/499684/ Watch him sleepMy personal reason for living With an aura that shines gold and whiteHazel-green eyes that seduce with a blinkA grin from ear to earHe has to be an angelThe cowboy from CiceroMy bandage over suicide From broken home to a threatFrom Violation to Freedom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/499672/ yes, named after the Stabbing Westward song, but it's where I got the main inspiration for this chapter http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/424764/ Guess who he is http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/423901/ It had been easy to get into the drummer's apartment. I posed myself as a fan from the age group of girls he liked and when he said he was looking for a roommate, I let him know that I was looking for someplace to stay for a short term, just to get out of the house for a while. After a few days of w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/423000/ You see a single person in a crowdGasp at the beauty you seeThe face will fadeThe memory of your desire... That will never go away tu miras una sola persona entre la multitudempieza con la belleza quem irasla cara desaparecerala memoria de tu deseo...eso jamas se ira http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/422047/ Opening the door, I saw a face I hadn't seen in at least 150 years, not that I had been counting. He had taken on a taller form then the last one I had seen him in, but with growth hormones in the food these days, all of the immortals had taken on taller forms these later years. Seeing him fill up m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/422046/ “Cassie Blake? What stroke do you swim?” The rest of the team was in the water, but the coach had sat me down to drill me for a few minutes.“Um, I tend to do well at free and back and fly, but I’m horrible at breast. I’m not an IMer either.”“Okay, I&rs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/415775/ It wasn’t every day that I was called into the antechamber of an Archies plus Lucy session, so when Tash slammed the memo down on my desk and stomped off, I couldn’t refuse. Like everything to do with the angels and demons that I worked with, the walls in the chamber where white with t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/415773/ Cassandra de Muerta, aka San to her friends, is the one of kind creature that shouldn't exist. She is born from an angel, fathered by a demon, and very much in demand from both the Archangels and Lucifer. In this story of San, she pairs up with her best f http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/415770/ Two months after Laura's 16th birthday http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/326723/ Laura turns 16 and starts having dreams of a child that she won't have for another nine years. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/325752/ to dream of a child... to watch the child grow up in your dreams... to know that the second that child is born that is the second you die http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/325676/ "She"....DAMN IT IM TOO DAMN TIRED TO WRITE ANYTHING TONIGHT!!!!!!I'll just leave this as a happy TBA story... as if the person I was writing it down for would actually come read it, HA! Good night, I'm going to read some manga... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/300205/ the onset of empathic powers is not something anyone should go through... not everyone comes out the same... me? well... blood is blood http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/300201/ SCOTT!!!!!!!!!!!!Why did I feel my heart shatter in Jackson? I have been so strong so long and nothing has made me want to scream more then his leaving did. Why do I continue to hear the echo of my spirit screaming his name? it has never screamed a single name... it didn't even scream Ben's name.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/278236/ so... waking up in a new culture and spending the evening with Mankind Is Obsolete on my 20th birthday, this was everything that I could ever hope for a birthday. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/275801/ A friend of mine was killed in a car crash exactly a week before I turned 18. Last year, she sent me a reminder and gave me the chance to say goodbye. This year... she did the same thing. This is something I would like to work around with and turn into a http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/268857/ another Wanderlust song! weird rhyme scheme I didn't even realize I used until I was done and looking it over http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/264248/ Wanderlust lyrics, blue is for Sean, black is for Rebecca, green is for me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/262602/ My first attempt at a sestina, also for my Creative Writing class http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/253789/ What I want to say to you is simple... But if I were to grab your hand, lead you to a quiet and private area, and tell you, you would run in the opposite direction. I don't know if I love you... but what I feel for you is something very new and scary for me.  It even pisses .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/252241/ For my Creative Writing class, we are supposed to write three different poems in three different forms. This is my surprisingly sexual villanelle. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/249759/ Collide is my true muse. When their music does not form stories in my head, it takes me away to places I've never been and will never be able to visit otherwise http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/240678/ every chapter is an artist I listen to, the short stories within the chapters are the stories I came up with when listening to certain songs http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/240662/ Something told me to meet this person... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/239672/ a song about a man who went missing and returns a decade later to his hometown http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/239583/ Ha! ITS THE END! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/239126/ For Ryan. Please come home safe. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/237882/ A meeting; my first poem that I actually spent time on. It is meant to be read by two people. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/237737/ My pack. This is where my werewolves currently stand. If you have any questions about anything, please do not hesitate to ask! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/237632/ This is nicknamed "The Scott Landes Project" because his music {Mindcube} is what created the characters, setting, conflict, and plot for this story. I met him, and now we are planning to bounce back music and writing indefintely. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/237631/ A story I submitted to my school's literary zine. It shows the second step in the evolution to my werewolves. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/237630/ Told from the perspectives of just two of the characters, this is where the story truly picks up and I'm still having fun coming up with how it's going to go. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/236158/ Now that Asia has escaped into our realm, what is she going to do? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/236156/ Asia {Uh-C-a} and Seamus are immortals living in a parrell realm to the one we live in. This is the story of how they got there and how one of them escapes into our realm. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/236152/ This is a book split into four short stories. In the first story, we are introduced to all but three of the main characters and get an idea of what they are like. In the second story, another main character is introduced, but two characters end up "d http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dayanka/236151/