It’s just terrific working with the creative staff over at Dagda Publishing. They’ve got a lot of great talent over there.
Every Day Poets will feature a humorous poem of mine, entitled “Feast,” in the coming months. I’ll post a link when it appears.
Well, friends, it’s time for that good news I have been eager to share with you. I am thrilled and deeply honored to tell you that Dagda Publishing will soon publish my first novel, a postapocalyptic science fiction story entitled “The Dogs Don’t Bark In Brooklyn Any More.”
I am tremendously grateful to Editor-in-Chief Reg Davey, and Editor Jamie Burnette, at Dagda Publishing. This is the opportunity of a lifetime for me, and Reg and Jamie really have shown Dagda’s commitment to supporting new and emerging writers. In addition, these two gentlemen brought great experience and professionalism to the editorial process, resulting in a final draft that is vastly superior to the rough draft I submitted.
Thank you, Dagda Publishing!
From Dagda Publishing:
[So, about that novel…
We’re very happy to announce that we will be publishing the debut novel by Eric Robert Nolan (who some of you may remember wrote the “Three Dreamers” poetry collection that we published on the site a few months back). Here is the synopsis of the novel, more details to be announced very soon. We shall be releasing it on November 20th. Read on.
“The Dogs Don’t Bark In Brooklyn Any More”.
“There was a time, Rebecca’s father had told her, when wolves could not speak. She wished for that time.”
Rebecca O’Conner is the daughter of a hero, a veteran soldier of The Wolf War. Now, she herself is a Captain in the Special Animal Warfare Service (SAWS), fighting against the super intelligent wolves that have taken over the West Coast of the United States, as her father did.
The Dogs Don’t Bark In Brooklyn Any More spans two periods of Rebecca’s life; the tumultuous Brooklyn childhood that shapes her future, preparing her for the soldier she must become, and her struggle to keep herself and her squad alive as she prepares to meet her destiny. Her empirical mind rebels against the chaotic dreams that haunt her, suggesting a greater path than she can yet comprehend as she seeks to find an end to the war.
The enemy is smart, strong and fearless; the odds are stacked against the human race. Is there hope for us in the war with the wolves? Will humanity prevail and reclaim its place as the dominant species on Earth? Or will the great demonic hound that stalks Rebecca in her sleep close its jaws over the world and drive us to extinction?
Themes of loyalty and friendship run strongly throughout a compelling tale of hardship and struggle in a war unlike any other. However, even in a world where the enemy is of another species, The Dogs Don’t Bark In Brooklyn Any More shows how resentment, distrust, and man’s inhumanity to man can persist at a time when putting our differences aside is crucial to the survival of mankind. Above all, the men and women of SAWS and the US Army strive to demonstrate the indomitable spirit of humanity, and re-establish our place at the top of the food chain.]
Dead Snakes today featured another new poem of mine — “A Churchgoer Passes My Yard on Sunday Morning.”
If you enjoy poetry, Dead Snakes is a terrific place to read great work and perhaps submit your own. The editor, Stephen Jarrell Williams, is a very friendly guy and a pleasure to interact with.
Thanks, Dead Snakes! 🙂
There is some wonderful news that I am very excited about; I just can’t announce it just yet.
I’ll be able to make it public soon. Watch this space. 🙂
I’ve been made a temporary admin over at Dagda Publishing’s Facebook page today — I’ll be sending people invites to “like” their page. Keeping up with Dagda on Facebook is a great way to treat yourself to some great work from new and emerging writers.
If you’re a writer, it’s also a great place to submit your own work and interact with a lot of talented and goodnatured people who also enjoy writing. It really is a warm community of people with a lot to offer.
Also over at Dead Snakes today is a great piece from my friend and fellow poet, Dennis Villelmi. It is entitled “Bad Coffee.” Keep an eye on Dennis — this guy is on the way up.