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Eric Robert Nolan to be featured by the Piker Press

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I’m honored to share here today that the Piker Press will feature five submissions of my writing in the coming months.

Editor Sand Pilarski has informed me that my horror/science fiction story, “Shine Now, Fiercely, Forever,” will appear at the weekly online literary magazine on December 10th.  This story was originally published in January 2017 by The Bees Are Dead.

Four poems of mine will also be featured between January and May of 2019: “Confession,” “This Windy Morning,” “Roanoke Summer Midnight” and “My Mother’s Apartment.”  These poems appeared over the last several years in the pages of Peeking Cat Poetry Magazine.

The Piker Press is a journal for arts, sciences, fiction and non-fiction that its creators like to think of it as “the illegitimate, online child of Analog and National Geographic, but funnier.”  It’s a great online periodical featuring fun and thought-provoking material from a range of voices.  You can find it right here at http://www.pikerpress.com/.

 

 

 

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Throwback Thursday: “Don’t Be Afraid of the Dark” (1973)

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I was only a baby when ABC debuted the original “Don’t Be Afraid of the Dark” in 1973, but I caught it when it was rebroadcast around the end of the decade, when I was … six or seven years old?  And dear GOD did it scare the crap out of me.

Since then, it’s become a minor legend in the horror fan community as one of the rare made-for-television movies that is easily as scary as something you’d see in a theater.  This was the film that was remade in 2010, produced by Guillermo del Toro and with Katie Holmes in the lead role.  (And I thought that the remake was a fun horror fantasy, even if it wasn’t terribly scary.)

I actually caught the film again about ten years ago, courtesy of Netflix’ DVD-by-mail service.  And it was still creepy enough.

 

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The Coincidental Cat.

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I ordered my copy of the Peeking Cat Anthology 2018 this morning, and the poetry gods were evidently pleased enough to thank me via emissary.  (The little lady below accosted me at the stores a little while ago and made it clear she wanted to be my new best friend.)

She was a weeee bit scratchy for someone hoping for human companionship.  But I didn’t hold that against her, even if I couldn’t take her in.

What’s weird is that there are very few stray cats at all in Roanoke — it’s not like New York, where they’re everywhere.  (Rabbits, deer and groundhogs are far more plentiful; it’s just a different ecosystem. And I might have seen a badger once.)  But this is the first stray cat I’ve seen since I arrived a year and half ago.

Hey, if you want to order a copy of the anthology, you can find it right here.

 

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Wide-eyed guy at the mall: “Are you an actor?”

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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.

 

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Publication notice: Poetrypoeticspleasure Ezine features “The Writer”

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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!

 

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Throwback Thursday: “Tourist Trap” (1979)

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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.

 

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“hens staring upward” to appear in Down in the Dirt magazine

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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!

 

 

 

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That awesome moment you make an eggsceptional movie reference.

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My friend made eggs this morning that look like the martian from 1953’s “War of the Worlds.”

CHANGE MY MIND.

 

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“Don’t impede the centipede.”

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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.]

 

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“Or look at clouds through bits of coloured glass. “

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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”)

 

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