Me: “No.”
“But you look like one!” [He’s been staring at me with his mouth agape for at least seven minutes.]
Me: “James Woods.”
“Is he on TV?”
Me: “I don’t know.”
“Who?”
Me: “James Woods.”
Clerk at counter (joking): “Ohhhhh, Mr. Woods. So nice of you to visit us today. Don’t worry — we won’t tell anyone your secret.”
At this point in my life, I’d be disappointed if this didn’t happen at least once every couple of months.
I am honored to share here tonight that a poem of mine was published by Poetrypoeticspleasure Ezine in India. The poem selected was “The Writer,” and it is featured in the October 2018 Issue, which was released today. You can find it here at this link.
Poetrypoeticspleasure Ezine publishes English-language poetry from throughout the world, and features a variety of voices and perspectives. I am grateful to Editor Rajnish Mishra for allowing mine to be included.
“The Writer” was first featured in 2013 by Dagda Publishing in the United Kingdom, and was included that same year in its print anthology, “Threads.”
I hope you all are enjoying the start of a terrific weekend!
This movie scared the PANTS off me when I was a little kid. It was released to theaters in 1979; I would have seen it a few years later when it played on broadcast television.
It made such a terrifying impression on me that I’m a little surprised I never developed even the mildest phobic response to mannequins. (I’ve met other adults for whom they are just too creepy.) They don’t bother me in the slightest. I feel the same way about clowns.
I received some terrific news a little while ago — Down in the Dirt magazine has selected my poem, “hens staring upward,” for publication in its March/April 2019 issue. The issue will be released on April 1, and will be available both in print and online. (The poem should also appear online this weekend at the Scars Publications website — I’ll post a link when it becomes available.)
Down in the Dirt is a diverse and wonderful literary magazine, and I am grateful to Editor Janet Kuypers for allowing my work to be featured alongside its many talented contributors.
“hens staring upward” was previously published by Dead Snakes and by Peeking Cat Poetry Magazine.
I hope you all are looking forward to a great weekend!
My friend made eggs this morning that look like the martian from 1953’s “War of the Worlds.”
CHANGE MY MIND.
Don’t impede the centipede;
He’s in a rush (so hence his speed).
His hundred legs move him to feed
Upon a morsel in the weeds.
(c) 2018 Eric Robert Nolan
Hey … you guys think you are creeped out? At first I thought it was a caterpillar, and I almost scooped it up. If that isn’t a recommendation for needing new glasses, I don’t know what is.
[Update: I have been reliably informed that this is not a centipede, but a millipede. They’re herbivorous and quite harmless, while it’s those squiggly little red centipedes that do bite. These are the things you learn when your high school friends go on to become science teachers.]
The only difference that could be seen
From those who’d never risked their lives at all
Was his delight in details and routine:
For he was always glad to mow the grass,
Pour liquids from large bottles into small,
Or look at clouds through bits of coloured glass.
— from W. H. Auden’s “The Hero” (section XVI. of “The Quest”)
Hey, gang! I’m honored today to see my poem “school shooter” published in the Peeking Cat Anthology 2018.
The book was released this morning and features work from 58 creators from around the world. Thank you, Editor Sam Rose, for allowing me to share my voice alongside so many talented writers, artists and photographers.
The anthology is available for purchase in both paperback and eBook format. (You can find purchasing information via the links.)
I hope that you all are having some fun on this cool and crisp October weekend.
The setting sun turned last night’s twilight storm clouds first to stained tobacco and then to vague violet. It was weird.
This video happened across my Facebook newsfeed last night, and I just had to share it. (I am linking here to the AlltimeBestRockMusic Facebook page.) This is Hope Sandoval singing Mazzy Star’s “Fade Into You” live in California in 1994. I can’t think of a song that better reminds me of being 21 again.
Eric Robert Nolan, Author 