JJ McGeester

Author, writer, teller of tales

Welcome to the online home of JJ McGeester.

He writes stories for children.

And, kinda, adults too.
(Deep down adults are just big kids.)

But especially, more than anything else, he writes stories for adults to read with kids.

Emmaline and the Fluffles

A law forcing happiness on everyone in the kingdom backfires and the queen vanishes. Her most trusted advisor, Bagalon, brings turmoil, despair, and Pixoratta with her greasy Fluffles to town, causing things to go from bad to worse to downright awful.


If you want a happily-ever-after fairy tale, this is not it. This, I hate to say, is a tale of all-encompassing misery. More than likely, upon reading all the horrible things that happen to poor Emmaline, you will cry so much your mother will think you overflowed the bathtub because you forgot to turn off the faucet yet again.


If you should happen to read it, maybe because you’re a good reader or you like misery or because you’re desperate to get the kids to finally quiet down and go to bed, let me just say I warned you.

Mr. Robinson

This is a terrible book.

It is about four kids who have to clean an old man’s garage. What could be worse than that? Nothing. So, as the author, I’m begging you, do not read this book!

Don’t be fooled by the bank robbery or the crashed fighter plane or the witch who bakes cookies and talks with birds or the supa-dupa-tuba or Mrs. Nelson’s cat—all of which are delightful.

If you happen to read it by mistake, for heaven’s sake, don’t tell anyone, because you’ll have to explain how you read a book about cleaning a garage. And if you, like the kids in the story, happen to uncover a few treasures inside while you’re doing it, well, maybe, just maybe, it will be worth reading.

But probably not.

The Perfect Shelf

OK. So this one’s not like the others. It is about a boy who loves to read so much that he ends up breaking the most perfect shelf ever.

Then he has to decide to either fix it or throw it away.

And that’s about it.

Seriously. It’s only four pages long and takes about six minutes to read aloud.

Somehow, it makes me cry every time I do.