Disillusion Histórias

Nine years isn't really a big difference, but the when of the matter can be an enormous chasm. A disillusioned young teacher tried to support a student with issues.

a wry, hallucinatory novel about one man's misguided attempt to flee the wreckage of his life - and what he finds instead. Lodge Gratz has had enough. Orphaned, recently divorced, and quietly convinced he's dying of a slow, invisible illness he traces back to the dust of September 11th, Lodge does what any desperate, spiritually curious New Yorker might do: he buys a one-way ticket into the Amazon jungle. What follows is not a neat arc of healing, but a humid, often absurd plunge into ritual, ceremony, and the myth of reinvention. As Lodge stumbles barefoot through the unfamiliar terrain of ayahuasca retreats, silent guides, and his own crumbling psyche, he begins to confront the very thing he was trying to outrun: himself. Told in a voice that's as sharp as it is compassionate, Holidays, Travel, and Other Misconceptions explores how we project meaning onto holidays, travel, and transformation - and how those projections, shaped by personal trauma and cultural noise, often obscure the quieter truths hiding in plain sight. It's a story about grief disguised as escape, about the rituals we inherit and the ones we invent, and about what's left when the curated version of ourselves finally collapses.

Life is rough. But you don't have to go through it alone. Let's all talk about it. Here is something somewhat like a journal. I'll update on my life, you can send requests for things you want me to publish in it (A quote, a story from your day, analogies, your feelings, etc.) The comments section is a space for conversation and support.

Ribbon, one of Santa's elves, meets with a strange green individual following a mysterious job listing.

An Account of the Soulless Soul

Basically some lore for my original characters.

When I was searching for something else on my computer, I came across this poem with the saved name of "Darkness Inside of the Iris". I looked at the date when the file was created and this poem is like 5/6 years old. I do not really remember my mindset when I wrote it. It is very choppy - kind of like if you wrote it out on a mirror and then broke it or if you used different letters from parts of a newspaper to write it out. I guess it adds to the disjointed feeling portrayed in the poem with the very staccato breaks in the lines. I do not know where I was going with the ending: "The feeling/ Of the disillusion/ Of the illusion of/ Existence". No idea where that was going or if it even really makes sense, but I guess that it sounds cool so that was why it ended the poem. I did not really change much to the poem besides changing one line. It was originally "Who stares back", but I changed it to "Who's staring back". I'm just sharing this so you know the revision history of the poem, and maybe the change might have meaning for you as you engage with it.

A memoir of sorts......

2016 Caitlyn R. Costello All rights reserved cover by @-SCARLETWITCHES Kasie Sloan doesn't want to marry. What's worse, she's supposed to marry Blaine Morgan, a snarky asshole and a sexist. She is forced to give up on her longtime crush, Pierce, and now she's seeing him falling under the gorgeous Brooklynn's arms. All while she has to go on honeymoon with that snake... Is there a chance she can escape this awful fate, or will she also be asked to have a child with him?

If this were Ancient Greece, what heroes and myths would we be creating to explain our current universe? This poetry series deals with the current state of the Hero myth in modern western society. Do we still believe in real-life heroes today? Do we reserve this thought only for films and fiction and a source of entertainment? Why have our ideals about North American freedom and opportunity become so cynical and pessimistic and conservative? For more details: https://anamericanhero.wordpress.com/

A small collection of poems procured in between the ages of 16-19.

I, Miles Mercer, always thought adulthood would feel lighter than this. I pictured myself young and free, living loudly before life asked me to settle, before responsibility showed up early and uninvited. College was never an option-I couldn't afford it-so I worked instead, one job bleeding into another, paying bills that never seemed to shrink. My parents checked out long before I did; everyone was left to fend for themselves, and with older brothers already fighting their own battles, I learned early how to stand alone. At night, I worked at a bar, and sometimes-when my boss was in a good mood-he'd let me play. Just me, a guitar, and a room that slowly learned my name. The crowds grew. The tips got better. People started coming just to hear me. That's when I knew I couldn't keep doing this halfway. I needed to chase it fully. And somewhere between wanting more and needing escape, I met Violet-the college girl who walked into my life in winter right before everything stopped.

A collection of poems I've written lately.

When inspiration strikes, she's deadly... A poetic journey that explores the emotional side of learning maturity is something not measured in birthdays, "Ophelia's Wayward Muse" encompasses the hopes, fears, and dreams that accompany what it truly means to "grow up". It combines autobiographical experiences, thoughts about society and culture, and references some of the greatest muses, inspirations, and characters from mythology to modern-day literature. This book is not about Hamlet's Ophelia, or any other specific character, but about her journey into what she would become. It is the story of every lovesick teenager who became a self-rescuing princess and every angry, brooding young adult who learned to forgive and find a place in the world. It is the story of the lovers, dreamers, poets, ad artists who didn't see their place in the world, so made one. These poems are about every person who once longed to be the beloved inspirational muse, only to learn it is better to be the rule-breaking visionary. Cover credit to the wonderful @sourwolphe! Thank you so much. ******* First published in 2012, this version of "Ophelia" features some of the original works, but also newer creations from the perspective of an older, hopefully wiser, slightly less wayward muse.

Funny how I made the world laugh and can't smile at the mirror. Funny how those makeups covers my pale skin. Funny how you see me with people and assume an not lonely. Funny how it's not fun but I made it funny. Funny how my tears washed away my mask.

Luka is a polite introverted college student whose life begins to unravel when his girlfriend of three years leaves him. He soon finds himself unable to maintain his grades and pay his rent. Working full-time while sleeping in his car, Luka decides to spend the last bit of money he has on a lottery ticket, and he wins. Luka finds that unimaginable wealth doesn't come with an instruction manual, and he's left wondering how to spend it. A series of events leads him to begin asking people the most literal interpretation of a question his best friend Jean-Paul used to ask him. "May I have your big toe?"

Multi-genre compilation of short stories. They say that a writer usually writes to reveal a part of his/herself; so let's see how much of that is true with me. Feel free to give me some writing prompts and/or challenges!

n: being freed from illusion or conviction; disenchantment.