Act One: Springtime in Paris. Scene 1 (A Paris youth hostel. There is a desk, sideways to the audience, with a chair on either side of it. We see Jeramy sitting on the left side, guitar in hand and his bare feet resting up on top of it. Jeramy is about 26 years of age… Continue reading

Part One Introduction: Wheels I am a biker. And it is a funny thing when you come to the realization that you are something as strange as that. You say, I am a biker, as if that means something; as if there is something there to actually be. But like any trade you do what… Continue reading

After this winter and all that happened this winter, I thought I might have at least two books that I got from all of the writing I did. On the one side, I thought the whole thing could be called the press tour or something like that. But then there was all that baseball material… Continue reading

The mother Earth Cafe was written in 2000 and was my second serious effort to write a play specifically for theater. The inspiration came from some moving back and forth between Wisconsin and New York. Why was I going back and forth between Wisconsin and New York? Well, I seem inexorably tied to both but… Continue reading

The Delicate Task of Listening was written in Vancouver, British Columbia in 1998. It was intended to be staged as live theater. I don’t think there is any great cause for expensive set design. It’s a very simple background and a very simple construction and the intention is that there is no breaking of the… Continue reading

The word in Russian basically means warehouse or even closet. Storage area is perhaps best. I might change the name one of these days but this is where I intend to house my back catalog of writing. I think I am not really sure how many plays and screenplays I’ve written or the poems or… Continue reading