Cassandra Crossno is the storm you’ve been waiting for.
She is the voice you didn’t know you needed—the one that’ll drag you through the darkest corners of your soul, strip you naked of all the lies, and make you feel the truth like a punch square in the chest.
Author. Designer. Rebel.
Crossno doesn’t do soft or soothing.
She’s here to burn down every “how-to” and “everything will be okay” bullshit narrative the world tries to shove in your face when life kicks you straight into the bowels of hell.
After surviving the unexpected, devastating loss of the love of her life, Crossno did what most wouldn’t dare: she cracked her soul open, wrote it all down, and dared the world to look away.
Her debut beast of a book, "HOLY SH*T, THEY’RE GONE: Navigating the F*cking Aftermath of Loss Without the Bullsh*t – A Brass Knuckles Survival Guide for the Brutally Shattered", isn’t a grief guide—it’s a goddamn rebellion.
A Navy veteran with the mouth of a sailor and the heart of a poet, Crossno writes for the rebels—the ones who’ve been shattered and still clawed their way back.
She’s not here to hold your hand.She’s here to grab you by the collar, look you dead in the eye, and say,“I know it hurts like hell. Now let’s burn this bitch down and build something from the ashes.”
Her words are a damn weapon. A hurricane of dark humor, biting wit, and savage honesty that’ll make you laugh while you’re choking on your own tears.
Crossno doesn’t do “comfort” writing.
She does writing that forces you to face the hardest truths—whether you’re ready for it or not.
She’ll drag you through the dark parts of yourself you’ve been avoiding and make you own them.
She’s not your average author. She’s the literary equivalent of a middle finger and a battle cry wrapped in leather and fury.
If you want powerful, primal, and painfully honest—welcome to the fire.