Born and raised on a rural farm in lower Michigan, I began writing in the early eighties and being encouraged to continue throughout my school years, I kept putting those short stories and poetry down on paper never meaning to share them at all.
Many years later I was convinced that they should be shared, and to this day I keep letting those writings flow.
G.W.Crider
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Stories by G.W.Crider
Dead River Falls
As if the ghosts of the past weren't enough
to haunt their daily lives, a stark new reality
of an ever persu...
O'frin.
When a new star calls from across the night sky, O'frin Spur, last king of the Eaphin, rises from the ashes o...
The Age of Embers.
The Age of Embers.
In the shadowed dawn of the world, before mortal tongues sang of sorrow or glory, dragons...
