http://slow.writerscafe.org/CrissyDemonic The original writings of author Crissy Demonic en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775263415 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Because the emptiness has returned... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrissyDemonic/1814152/ Morgue Story #2 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrissyDemonic/1779746/ Morgue Story #1 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrissyDemonic/1779744/ From 2014 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrissyDemonic/1779743/ We are the ordinaryThe forgotten, the outcasts, the strangeWe are the lonelyThe ones left in the darkest of placesWe are the freaksThe ones who use odd phrases and love too hardWe are the geeksThe infatuated ones who raise the barWe may not be royalWe may not be the norm in the social circleBut we a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrissyDemonic/1772778/ ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrissyDemonic/1755385/ New Character http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrissyDemonic/1751004/ From 2014 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrissyDemonic/1749172/ From 2013 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrissyDemonic/1749170/ New Start http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrissyDemonic/1749107/ Just a blurb http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrissyDemonic/1746053/  Anne   Thedays passed without a word. He sat in his tent with his fellowsoldiers, clutching her last letter. A few, small words scrawled on apiece of paper. A photograph of her in the sun. The very thought ofher sleeping soundly in her bed left him with a feeling of safety... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrissyDemonic/1745967/ The Beginning... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrissyDemonic/1742306/ A novel I'm working on. It's highly unfinished an a little on the frazzled side, but it's currently my main focus. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrissyDemonic/1742301/ 1999   I was never one to care whether I lived in the moment or not. I prided myself on remembering names, places I have seen in books, faces I came across on the street; it was all I had. I used to carry a journal. I had filled it to the brim of photos I had taken with my father's .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrissyDemonic/1742288/ A woman shares stories from her journal, ranging from the first entry to the last http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrissyDemonic/1742287/ Just a short blurb that came to mind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrissyDemonic/1742275/