Author: Jeremy

Welcome to my Writings

Whether a short story, random thought, song lyric, script, or the start of a book, I’ll occasionally post my writings or writing project links here. Feel free to comment or Contact Me to find out more, or to engage my writing services for your project!

Darci the Drummer

Back in 2018, I released a self-published children’s book about music and drumming called “Darci the Drummer: Takes Drum Lessons”: It’s about a girl named Darci who passionately wants to be a great drummer, and she makes a LOT of noise banging around on pots and pans and everything in between (much to the chagrin […]

Short Story: “A Story of the Night”

The sidewalk glistened after the rain. The smell of tread asphalt, dusty graffitied glass, weathered steel, stale exhaust, incinerated weed, all assumed an almost fresh quality. A chilly, joyful breeze traversed each alleyway and street corner, bringing glad aromatic tidings of the recent rainwater that had fallen from the generous expanse above. Joyful breeze though […]

A moment to breathe

Just taking a moment today, January 20, 2021, Inauguration Day, to breathe deeply. Wisdom, peace, understanding, integrity, and love to you, President Joe Biden, and to you, Vice President Kamala Harris.

It’s 2002 again, part 2…

In the ongoing saga of my quitting social media (I know, my life is that interesting to you lovely people), I’ve found that there are not, as of yet, any clearly defined withdrawals that I can describe so much as there is just a slight undertone of FOMO (Fear Of Missing Out, for those uninitiated into Club Acronym) lurking […]

Coffee, or the lack thereof

Owing to a pretty mundane series of events (nothing to write home about anyway), I have not had coffee for four whole days now. That’s, like, a record. Now initially, I had a caffeine withdrawal headache for about a day, on my first day without coffee. I just couldn’t find the time to go to […]

Short Story: “Of the Earth”

He escaped the sprawl of suburbia, those walled-off faux-resplendent stuccoed cul-de-sacs with high, noble names such as Stonybrook and Glenmarsh and Something-Oak and Laurel-Whatever, nature words designed to trick the mind into accepting the abundance of fake brick and stone and wood. He escaped with his family to trade speedy six-lane roads and barren sidewalks […]

It’s, like, 2002 all over again

Welcome. It’s the third day after deleting my Instagram accounts and deactivating my Facebook, and I can tell the withdrawals are gonna come slowly. That’s OK, I was expecting it. Morning alarm goes off on my phone, I turn it off, and… well, that’s about it. Maybe check the news and stocks. Delete a few […]