All posts by Eric Robert Nolan

Eric Robert Nolan graduated from Mary Washington College in 1994 with a Bachelor of Science in Psychology. He spent several years a news reporter and editorial writer for the Culpeper Star Exponent in Culpeper, Virginia. His work has also appeared on the front pages of numerous newspapers in Virginia, including The Free Lance – Star and The Daily Progress. Eric entered the field of philanthropy in 1996, as a grant writer for nonprofit healthcare organizations. Eric’s poetry has been featured by Dead Beats Literary Blog, Dagda Publishing, The International War Veterans’ Poetry Archive, and elsewhere. His poetry will also be published by Illumen Magazine in its Spring 2014 issue.

Variant cover to “Batman” #34, Rafael Albuquerque, 2011

DC Comics.

“The only people for me are the mad ones …”

Throwback Thursday: a Pre-gray Nolan.

This was … ten years ago, I believe.

A misty Roanoke morning, November 2025

“February,” Alfons Mucha, 1898

From Les Douze Mois (The 12 Months), published in Cocorico magazine.

“Love takes off the masks that we fear we cannot live without …”

Cover to “The Red Mother” #8, Jeremy Haun, 2020

BOOM! Studios.

Don’t mess with Memphis?

It’s moments like this that the lady will say, “This is the Memphis in me,” or “The Memphis came out.”



Tell me these do not look like coffins.

I thought Dracula had arrived in Roanoke — which would be weird, because there’s no place for The Demeter to dock.

Either that or my lifelong descent into madness had finally yielded its first visual hallucinations.

Turns out these thick metal implements were left there by an excavating company.  They’re just smallish plow blades for pushing aside snow, seen from the rear.  (They are open on the other side.)