So my New Year’s resolution is less Facebooking and more writing. If you people see me on there too much, I want you to spank me.
Some of you more than others.
They say that 13 is an unlucky number, but 2013 brought beautiful things and good people into my life.
This past year allowed me to find finally my voice, thanks largely to the encouragement of school pals and fellow writers. I’ve reunited with old friends and made valuable new ones, finding like minds and kindred spirits, hailing from both out of the past and the ever arriving present.
To all of you — in the green hills of Virginia, in the wide, dry places of the American west, in chilly Canada and at the pubs in distant Britain, I wish you the happiest, healthiest and brightest of New Years.
Dear Haiku Journal,
Stop e-mailing me after
Rejecting my poem!
Being a writer is validating. I get to meet people who are even more alcoholic than I am.
😀
I am in favor of this.
I made the “Class Notes” section of the Mary Washington College Magazine,
Evidently I will never live down the legend of “The Man In The Green Jacket!” (Long story.)
The irony?
Writers like me usually can’t afford to eat this well!
Eric Robert Nolan, Author 