BLOGWORDS – Wednesday 25 June 2025 –WRITING WEDNESDAY – DOUBLE DOUBLE WHO’S IN TROUBLE – JORDAN and JEREMY INTRODUCE THEMSELVES
BLOGWORDS – Wednesday 25 June 2025 –WRITING WEDNESDAY – DOUBLE DOUBLE WHO’S IN TROUBLE – JORDAN and JEREMY INTRODUCE THEMSELVES
WRITING
WEDNESDAY – DOUBLE DOUBLE WHO’S IN TROUBLE – JORDAN and JEREMY INTRODUCE
THEMSELVES
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JORDAN and JEREMY INTRODUCE THEMSELVES
Jordan
“Happy Birthday, dear Jeremy and Jordan, Happy Birthday to you.”
Mom always tried to make our birthday extra special. Jeff’s, too. But it wasn’t on his birthday that our father walked out without a word.
We were five and we were swinging at a piñata in the back yard. All our friends were there jumping for their chance to take a whack at the papier-mâché Teddy Ruxpin. I had to give it to mom; she had spent hours getting him just right.
After that year it was harder for her to create such a grand event. She did it, though, even working two jobs some years.
“Where’s Jeremy?” Jeff asked. Jeff is our older brother. The steady one, the stable one.
Me, I was trying to get my life together. I left the gang last year. Of course, The Mac didn’t let his men go without a fight. Literally. I had been cornered and beat up more than once.
But I was determined to make something of myself. I was NOT going to let Jason Jernigan determine my destiny. He gave up that right the minute he drove off twenty years ago.
Jeremy
“What are you people doing?” My head was pounding and my eyes had sand in them. At least that’s how it felt. “Some people are trying to sleep.” I snagged a bottle of water from the fridge.
“Some people are hungover, you mean.”
“Just because you’re trying to be a goody-goody now…” I gulped at the bottle of water. “…doesn’t mean I can’t have a good time.”
“Doesn’t look like a good time right now.”
I glared. Words I wouldn’t speak in front of my mother struggled to get out, like Colonel and Captain when they’re in their pen. I turned to go back downstairs.
“Jeremy.” Mom laid her hand on my shoulder. “Let me fix you something to eat.”
I hesitated. I wasn’t hungover, I was still drunk and wanted nothing more than to sleep it off. But food sounded good, too. Especially my mom’s cooking. She was an amazing cook.
I gulped two more bottles of water while she fixed me breakfast. At 4:00 on a Thursday afternoon, which I knew she had left work early for. And had a birthday dinner in the oven—mine and Jord’s favorite, her chicken pot pie. Homemade, of course.
My mother is amazing. I know everybody says that about their mom but mine really is. I’m the bad son. The black sheep. The one who lets her down.
Yet she still treats me to a special birthday breakfast—banana pancakes, with eggs and sausage links—even though she knows, well, things I wish she didn’t know. Things I wish I never did.
Like staying out till three A.M. and stumbling in the house, trying to be quiet and knowing I wasn’t. She knew, too, that not only did I not go to bed when I got home, but I kept drinking—I’d never smoke in her house. I watched stupid movies till the sun was coming up, or played video games. Both of which were, I’m sure, rather loud.
“Happy birthday, Jere.” She smiled as she set the plate in front of me, even though I knew she was crying on the inside.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
“I’ve always had voices—er, stories in my head. I once said I should write them all down so someone could write them someday. I had no idea at the time that someone was me!”
My stories are deep and dark, my characters raw and real, with a healthy helping of hope and joy, humor and laughter, and abiding and sustaining faith.
My characters struggle in some way for their identity. Their stories are their journey to know who God created them to be.
There is also a strong element of friends, family, and faith in all my stories, and the difference it makes to have such a support system.
· unsavory heritage series—seven generations, from Cissy to Connie, each with their own secrets, one of which is ugly and unsavory, and initiates the curse they all bear
· Seasons series—four friends, each one struggling to know the truth of just what happened when one of them plunged into the depths of the black waters of the Edisto River
· FourSquare – Four stories about four couples who also happen to be four sets of twins.
“Maybe you have to know the darkness to truly appreciate the light.”—Madeline L’Engle
“There is freedom waiting for you on the breezes of the sky. And you ask, What if I fall? Oh, but my darling, what if you fly?” —Erin Hanson
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