Dana Crandell
Bio
Dad, Stedpad, Grandpa, Husband, lover of Nature and dogs.
Poet, Writer, Editor, Photographer, Artist and Tech/Internet nerd. Content writer by trade. Vocal Creator by choice.
Stories (165/0)
The Gift of Life
Wes sat quietly, relieved that the crowd had dispersed and he could finally catch his breath. Hero status didn't appeal to him at all and the spotlight wasn't his friend. With the hard, cold concrete of the curb under his butt and the cool metal of the light pole against his face, he let the replay of the scene run through his mind.
By Dana Crandell5 days ago in Fiction
Playtime in the Pines: Chapter 3
“Wake, children!” called the powerful, feminine voice. “You have rested long enough.” Carol marveled at the golden glow that surrounded her as her eyes slowly focused. Slowly, she realized she felt utterly refreshed, albeit a bit too warm. What she didn't immediately understand was why. As her sleepy vision cleared, she found herself surrounded by her equally bewildered friends, each clad in a snow suit, as was she. That explained the warmth, at least.
By Dana Crandell28 days ago in Fiction