Friday, January 4, 2019

2019

We've started a new year. We've started a new opportunity to be a better person. A happier person. It's no secret that I'm one of the worst bloggers around. Why? Because no one reads it. And that had been a difficult thing for me to handle for years. So I feel I don't need to try. 

2018 was a bad year. No only because there's a new problem with the cunt in the White House every day, but with people in general. People have gotten more violent and uncaring. As a society, it is clear that we are declining. 
It's been extremely difficult attempting to stay positive over the last 12+ months. But that is going to change.
I am going to fight for positivity. No more depression. No more doubting myself or my writing. If people don't want to read my blog, big fucking deal! I don't care anymore. The time for change is now!

No more thoughts of suicide (yes, there have been days). No more self-depreciation. I will do whatever I can to be successful. I will not stop. 

2019 will be my year!

Thursday, December 27, 2018

New year new me

As we sit on the brink of a new year, I am determined to make 2019 a wonderful year.
Steve and I have had very challenging times the past few years, and it’s taken its toll on my mental well being.
But things have to change!
With this coming new year I will focus on positivity. Focus on working out (which has been lacking lately), and focus on doing whatever I can to take my writing to the next level.
Happy New Year, everyone!

Sunday, December 9, 2018

Changing times

Well, when we moved to the mountain. I had thought life would be great, but we’ve had challenge after challenge. Life has been difficult, and it seems nothing good is coming down the pike.

Wednesday, October 24, 2018

Sunday, September 16, 2018

Fighitng the fight

Well, Steve and I are chugging along.
This whole separation thing with his work has been taking its toll on us. Only a few more months, but it feels like years. But each day and week that goes by means we're that much closer to being done, and we'll be able to get back to a normal life.

I see him every four or five days. They are now times even more cherished, I guess. Which is a good thing. On the days when Steve's in Denver, I go to work, and then I come home and spend a few hours writing.
And each day passes, one after the other. Some are easier than others. But each day that does pass gets us closer to being done with this current challenge. Let's hope it's the last one for a while.
But on the plus side, I'm getting a lot of fucking work done.
😁

Friday, August 10, 2018

Luthor

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“You’ll want the whole story!” “Hard to put down!” “I wanted to save the characters in this book.” “Chilling, sinister, amazing!”
This is what people are saying about Luthor. If you haven’t met the boy who lives in the dark and only wants to be normal, click the link below. Available in paperback and eBook. 

https://www.amazon.com/Luthor-Pol-McShane-ebook/dp/B00XCVBINM/

Friday, August 3, 2018

A bit lonely

Well, Steve and I are in our second month of this separation. It's been pretty hard on us. Harder than we had hoped it would be.

I try and stay busy, but most times I end up idle, lost in thought. I've been trying to work on my new book. Yes, I repeatedly say I'm no longer going to write because it sucks. But I'm a writer, and I can't help myself.

But when my mood is so effected by Steve's absence, it's very hard not to convey that in the story and have to rewrite it all later.

I will continue to write because it's the only way I can one day have Steve home full time. It'll happen. I won't stop until it does.

But until that time, Steve will work in Denver until December, and I'll wait here on the mountain, writing away.
We'll get through this. We're tough. One day it'll all pay off.

Until then, here's a link to my website if you haven't been there for a bit, and another for my Amazon page. Have a look around. Thank you!

Amazon

Polmcshane.com

2019

We've started a new year. We've started a new opportunity to be a better person. A happier person. It's no secret that I'...