Jason Dilan
Bio
Historian. Educator. Writer
Stories (7/0)
Unspoken Love
Ever since that drunken Christmas party when for a brief moment we both felt that spark as our eyes locked on each other and with a slight closing of our eyes our lips found each other for a moment. Such a brief moment yet that night and the entire year that was to come I desired nothing more than to experience those lips again.
By Jason Dilan6 months ago in Confessions
Dungeons & Dragons
When I think about the world of fantasy there are many options and I am a fan. I grew up watching and loving fantasy movies from the 80’s such as the 1982 Hercules movie with Lou Ferrigno and Conan the barbarian with Arnold Schwarzenegger which I am only now noticing that they both released in the same year. I also remember waiting in line with my best friends at the theater to see the release of the Lord of the Rings in 2001. My proud fandom remains strong even as time passes because I remember waiting eagerly and excitedly every Sunday for the release of Game of Thrones starting in 2011. From movies, to tv shows and even books such as the Warded Man series by Peter V. Brett I have had the pleasure to indulge in many forms of fantasy but for me one form of fantasy stands above them all and that is Dungeon and Dragons.
By Jason Dilan3 years ago in Gamers
The green lights that saved my life
The Green lights that saved my life. I saw this writing prompt about green lights in a writers contest and it immediately reminded me of the night that I almost died in the woods so many years ago. I guess if I am going to share this story I should give you a little more background about how I ended up in such a situation.
By Jason Dilan3 years ago in Fiction
Why do we not normalize male emotions?
I recently was going through my Facebook posts for some reason I decided to go back in time and just start deleting posts that were random. I started deleting posts where I was checking in to movie theaters letting people know what movies I was watching. I started deleting posts that were just angry outbursts of frustration. I believe in my early years I used my Facebook as free therapy to vent my feelings.
By Jason Dilan3 years ago in Psyche
The Library
The Library By Jason Dilan My grandfather used to tell me stories all the time and I loved him so much. Whenever I would come to visit I would spend hours going through all of grandpa’s belongings. When you get to be 80 you acquire many treasures and trinkets. Grandpa’s home to me was a museum hidden with treasures and stories. Every time I discovered a treasure I would bring it to grandpa and ask him to tell me the story behind that treasure. Grandpa's stories were always fascinating to me and I would hang on his every word. Now that he is gone I remember his stories and try my best to write them down as they were told to me. I hope one day to leave his stories to my own grandkids.
By Jason Dilan3 years ago in Horror
Book Of Ancestors
Today would have been my grandmother's birthday. It has been a year since she passed away and a year since this journey began. I always remember her on her birthday. I remember how frail she was, and how strongly she loved me. I also remember the stories she used to tell me. Grandma would always start her stories by saying “This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang but with a whimper” she claimed these were famous words by a man named T.S Eliot but I never understood how she knew these words. After saying these words she would start to tell me stories of the world being overpopulated, cities booming and packed with life and how slowly and quietly the world lost all of its knowledge. She would talk about buying food in large market buildings. This is how I knew she was getting senile, I had been down to those markets and there was never food there only death waiting in the shadows of those tall buildings. The world she talked about only lived in her imagination or at least I thought so until today.
By Jason Dilan3 years ago in Fiction