Thursday, December 24, 2009
Now I have to get it professionally edited and get it ready for when the agents/publishers start knocking down my door.
2010 will be the year that I kick some ass in trying to get things done. Not that I haven't really tried in the past, but I have a habit of getting very discouraged after so many rejections and quit for a while.
But not this year. This year I'm gonna let those fuckers know what they're missing. This year the world will start seeing the name Pol McShane and say, "Hey, I know that name. He's a writer, isn't he?".
I have 4 1/2 year before I retire with the City. In that time I will either get enough money to buy some years and retire early, or have a big enough savings where Steve and I can just pack up and move to Santa Fe and get a dream house as soon as I'm done.
By the way, Santa Fe is the new destination. I know we change a lot, but that's because we do research and check things out about each place, weigh out the pros and cons. Well, we're 99.9% sure we're gonna stick with New Mexico. It's smaller and pretty and they get snow but now a whole ton of it. There are more pros then cons.
Okay, new attitude, new year, new opportunities!
Have a great Christmas and great New Year!
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
"It appears that NY has, once again, passed on gay marriage, though the govenor has promised a vote by the end of the year.
A 360Gay reader, Steven , wrote this poignant, eloquent letter to Sen. Kenneth P. LaValle who represents the 1st district (Suffolk county, Long Island)."
Sunday, November 22, 2009
We went to the 10 o'clock show Saturday morning, and it was packed. Steve and I had to sit on the side of the theater because it was so packed, but the seats were okay. We're gonna go back in a couple of weeks when the crowds die down and watch it again. But even with the seats being eh, not so great, we loved it! The director kept pretty much to the book, which we love when a movie does, and this one did it perfectly.
And I'm even more of a Jacob Black fan than before!
Monday, November 9, 2009
Sunday, October 11, 2009
I had some family in town that I hadn't seen in a while. One was my ex-sister in-law/step sister (don't ask). I hadn't seen her in almost fifteen years or something. But it all went well and I felt great this morning. By visiting family? Naaaa-
So, what else is new? Not a damned thing.
I haven't heard from the producer about the hell's going on with the movie. But she has a movie coming out pretty soon so she's busy, I understand and I'm trying to be patient.
I am still going though Luthor (I will finish soon, I promise). I am waiting for a new burning pen to finish a project I was working on, so that is at a stand still right now.
I'm counting down the days until New Moon comes out. I can't wait!
Okay, I'm outta here for now.
Be nice to each other-
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Other than that, I've just been enjoying my time off. I've been going to the gym in the morning (they have a great gym at the apartments), get done with that about seven, seven-thirty (yeah, I'm still getting up really early). Then I start burning for a few hours, until I need a break and go to the pool.
Ahhh, I wish life was always like this. No worries, no time schedule, no boss. But alas, it is not. For the most part, it sucks. But I have six more days of vacation left and I'm going to enjoy every minute!
Monday, September 14, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
In partnership with Freedom to Marry we are gathered here to celebrate Vermont and all the other great states where loving couples of all kinds are free to marry legally. We have ceremoniously dubbed our iconic flavor, Chubby Hubby to Hubby Hubby in support, and to raise awareness of the importance of marriage equality."
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
The picture above is going to be my next wood burning project. I think it will be a daunting task, but I also purchased a new burner, a really good one, so it should be great.
I'm going to get back to working on Luthor, but my head's not into it just yet. I'm going to give myself a few more days to chill out and settle down. The office in the apartment is actually larger than the one we had at the house (go figure), so that's cool. The Rise of the Son will be out in a few months. I'm waiting for the cover to get done now, then I'll send it off to the publisher. I can't wait to see was Anj does with the cover. She's done such a great job with the Johnny & Joey books.
Anyway, that's it for now. I have a few things to take care of before I hit the couch for the night.
Be nice to each other.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
It's done. It's completely done! We closed on the house yesterday. The new people, a mother and daughter, seemed really nice and like they're gonna take care of our house. We'll miss it a lot, but we're glad it'll be in good hands.
So, we're just about all settled in the new apartment. I feel kind of weird calling it our new home, but I guess that's what it is. Home is where the heart is and where ever Steve and Buster are. So, for the next 13 months, this is home.
It feels a bit better in here today since they finally came in and turned on the phone, TV and Internet service. We were going crazy! You never know how much you rely on some things until they're not there.
Buster seems to be adapting pretty well. He's still a bit nervous about things, but he's panting less and starting to fall back into old habits. I hope he doesn't miss his backyard too much. Honestly, he didn't go back there a lot unless we were there with him.
So, it's a new beginning. Our new adventure has begun full swing.
That means I gotta go, because I got work to do!
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
I hope Buster will be okay with it. Our other baby, Luthor, got so depressed when we moved from our first house to an apartment for a while. He was just out of it for almost two weeks, maybe three. It broke my heart that he didn't live long enough to get back to another house. He died only a couple of months before we were to move in here. But, things happen for a reason. Luthor had to go so Buster would be brought into our lives. Now I fear for his happiness as we leave this house.
But, the place we're going is great and he'll have a lots of friends to play with.
The house is all but packed. We've been living with two plates and a few glasses for about a week now. It's kind of making us crazy.
Other than that, not much has been happening. Once we're in the new place, the sequel to Blue Moon, The Rise of the Son, will begin the publishing process. I can't wait.
Steve's still been working his ass off, but that, too, will slow down once we're settled. Everything's kind of up in the air right now. Kind of chaotic. But that's what happens with change, right?
Well, I have to go tend to my farm on freaking Face Book. I swore I would not get hooked into one of those games, and yet I find myself with a growing crop and more and more animals.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Hello, what's up? Let me start off by saying that I realize the picture is more of a winter scene but I'm so sick of the freaking summer I'm just fantasizing. We are now in like the 54th straight day of above 100 degree heat. What the fuck?!
Anyway, things have been busy around here. As you know we sold the house. It's been bitter-sweet. Sweet because we know it's the start of something new. Bitter because we've had so many wonderful memories in the four years that we've lived here. But now someone else will create wonderful memories here, just as people have done in the first house we built and moved from.
What can I say? It's what we do.
So, last weekend we had a huge garage sale and got rid of so much freaking stuff, you would not believe. We made a ton of money, and on top of that, we don't have to move that crap.
The last few days have been a bit stressful, though. You see, as with any sale of a house, there are things that are found during inspection that needed to be addressed. There wasn't much, since we took good care of this house. But there were a few things. One being a slight crack in the back of the fireplace. It wasn't a big thing, or so we thought. You see, the crack appeared the first time we used the fireplace, the first week we moved in, and we called the builder and told them about it. They told us that it was a heat crack and it was normal. So, we thought nothing of it for the next four years. Well, the inspector wanted the back of the fireplace replaced, and to have the chimney swept.
So, Steve called Dick Van Dyke and he came over and swept out the chimney (Steve made sure to shake the sweep's hand for luck) and fixed the crack. Then, $200 later, we thought it was fine. But then we realized that we read the agreement wrong. We had thought the crack just needed to be repaired, but it indeed said to replace the entire backing. That would be another $300-$400. Great!
So, after a day or so of sweating, the buyers said it was fine and all was well again in the world. So when that and a couple of other minor things were fixed, we're good to go with the closing on the 28th! We're going to start moving out on the 24th and we can't wait to start and get it all over with!
Once we're settled in the new place I can get back to the search for a publisher for Luthor. You see, it takes so long to get responses back from them that everything had to be put on hold while the house was on the market because I never knew when our address would change. It would be just my luck to get a publisher or agent sending me back a positive response and to have it lost in the mail.
Okay, that's it for now. I have work to do. Pack, pack, pack!
Be nice to each other.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
That thing that may be happening that I mentioned the other day, but I didn't want to say anything because I didn't want to jinx it--Well, it happened.
We got an offer on the house, went through a couple rounds of changing offers and countering each other, but we did it.
We finally have a contract on the house.
Thank you God!
As long as the people don't pull out (knock wood) which they probably won't, we'll be moving by August 28th.
But, of course, aside from all the relief I/we feel, I can't help but feel a little sad.
We've been here four four years. I was looking for a picture of the house to post and I found some from when we first moved in. The yard's empty, the bushes are tiny, it looked so bare. It's come a long way.
But we knew we weren't going to stay in this house forever. We've got bigger plans. Still, it's been a great house, and we've had a lot of good times here (really good times, if you know what I mean ;)).
So, we are finally on the brink of yet another new beginning for us. We are planning a new venture that I'm not at liberty to talk about yet, but it will be starting around the first of the year. I think.
Anyway, a lot of cool things are about to start happening to us. I'm excited. Steve's excited. Buster . . . is probably hungry.
I gotta go-
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Hey, what's up? It's Thursday and here I sit again . . . alone. Steve has been working his adorable little ass off for the past few weeks. But it's okay, it gives me time to do the things I would otherwise put off if he were here. Like writing in my blog. The next time there's a large time gap between updates, you should know that Steve's probably home and we're hanging out.
That's what's cool about Steve and I-We've been together for 18 years now, known each other for 19, been married for more than a year, and our best times are spent with each other.
(I'll tell ya' a secret. The characters Johnny and Joey in my children's series. They're brothers and they're the best of friends, and have the best times when they're together. Sound familiar? It's the way I feel about Steve, so I put it in the books.)
You like the picture? I took it on our honeymoon in Canada. Obviously at Niagara Falls. Steve got me a bad-ass camera a few years ago for Christmas and I've been taking better pictures ever since. It came in handy at the falls because I could zoom in really close to the water.
Man, that was such a great trip. Steve and I were talking the other day; We agreed that the best times in our lives for the both of us was in Canada, when we got married.
We always say that everything happens for a reason. Maybe the reason that most of the states in our own country are still full of bigotry is because that would make us have to go to Canada to get married.
Because Canada made our marriage experience incredible.
I think it would have been fine in Connecticut or somewhere, but there was a reason we went to Niagara Falls.
And something I learned when we got back is that, Niagara Falls was where my mother and father honeymooned. I never knew that.
But now that it's done and we're married, those ignorant states can step it up and make our married legal everywhere. How 'bout it?
So, work sucked only slightly today. There was a hint of possible good news with something, but I'm not going to jinx anything, so ZZZZZZZZP!
But it made the second half of the day bearable. I spent most of the day looking up New Moon movie news. What? I'm a fucking freak about the Twilight series. I've read the books twice and I'm gonna read them a third time when Steve and I take our road trip (a shorter road trip than planned).
Taylor Lautener (forgive me Jake if I misspelled your name!), is so hot right now! He gained 30lbs for this movie and will have to gain another 10 by the last one. If you don't know why, then I'm not gonna tell you. But I will say that in the books, Jacob Black just gets hotter and hotter (no pun intended, if you know what I mean).
Anyway, we still have to wait until November, which sucks, but it's almost August so it's not that far away.
Okay, I'm tired of writing (that's a great thing for a writer to say). But I've been working all day, so give me a break.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
It took hours of shading and then shading over again to get the dept of the black I managed to get.
I always seem to choose projects that are more difficult than most others. I don't know why.
Anyway, there it is.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
It's going to be my favorite, I can tell. It's been hard, but I've worked on it every day and I'm finally at the stage that I call "fun-shading". The initial shading of this piece was hard and laborious because I was just getting all the black parts black, and that was a lot of fucking shading.
Now, the shading is the kind where I can add different levels of shade, and that gives the picture all kinds of realism.
I still have a long way to go, as you can see by the cat's blank expression. I haven't even gotten to the hair on the face, and that's done one hair at a time.
I'm saving the eyes for last because I'm gonna try something different with this one. I'm going to color the eyes they are in the original photo, which is a really deep gold. I have to get some oil-based colored pencils to do that. I can't wait until it's done, it's gonna look sweeeet!
Okay, break's over. I'm going back to work.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Steve is working a double again today. That part of the day sucks, but we spoke a few times and he's doing okay. I worked on the burning I'm doing (the black panther) and it's coming along nicely. It's just taking a while because, well it's a black panther.
Saturday we're going to see Harry Potter, I just got our tickets online. And, I found out some good news about the Twilight movie series. As you probably know New Moon comes out in November. Well, the third one, Eclipse, comes out the following June! They're gonna crank them out, which is great!
Well, I'm gonna keep it short today because I have some things to do. I'll check back with you soon.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Go ahead, close the window, leave. Leave me here to wallow in my self-pity and bitterness.
Okay, first off on the list-
I don't know if it's just me, but I hate the feeling of being "put off". Allow me to explain.
We live in the era of technology. We're so easily connected with one another if unfathomable. You want to send a letter to someone, just email them and they get it. You want to call someone, reach in your pocket and pull out your phone. You don't actually want to "talk" to someone but you want to converse (and please never use the word conversate around me. It's not a word.), then simply text them.
This is what I'm getting to.
Yesterday I, correction, Buster and I were thrown from our home so the realtor could have an open house (I hate them, and this was the last one). It's 104 degrees and I have to find something to do for three hours with a dog covered in ten-inch-long hair. Not an easy thing. So, we kick it at The Home Dept, PetSmart, Lowes, anywhere that will allow a dog and has air conditioning.
Well, there's only so much you can look at in The Home Depot. So, I sit around acting like I'm waiting for someone on the lawn furniture and text a few of my "friends". Three actually. Simple message "I'm bored, sitting at The Home Depot, having an open house. What's up?"
Now remember, we're in the age of technology. Everyone has their phone on them. But do I get a reply in the say five minutes from anyone of my "friends" . . . no. Ten minutes . . . no. Half an hour . . . hell no. An hour . . . (note: I didn't sit in The Home Depot the whole time) no.
Four hours later? No!!!!!
The next day I got all kind of excuses: "Oh, I didn't have my phone with me." "Oh, I was soooooo busy." "I didn't see your message until this morning" (?)
I know, it's a stupid thing to get upset about. And if it was just one person, I wouldn't be this upset. But three of my "friends"? Kind of makes a guy feel a bit unloved. Makes the feeling that a move out of state is just the thing he needs.
Steve and I are getting more and more tired of the heat and the traffic and the same ole' shit.
Perhaps it's just because I had another bad day, but it just seems like everything would be so much better in say Canada, Portland, where ever.
Another bad day. There have been a lot of those lately. Could one be the cause of the other. Could our urge for a move be causing every day to be a bad one? Could the days be bad because all we want to do is get out?
All I know is that, the house isn't selling (another thorn in my paw). Oh, people have looked at it and loved it; "Oh, the house is beautiful. It looks like a fucking model house." "We loved your house, it's so fucking great." But are they making offers? No.
And to continue keeping the house looking good I/we have to water the lawn and the flowers and crap every night. But they're still getting fried to a crisp!
Okay, that's about it.
The point of a blog is to get things off your chest, so I did. I warned you at the beginning that it was full of bitterness and pity, but you didn't listen. You just went right ahead and read on, so it's your fault if you're feeling awkward.
I'm done now.
Have a nice night.
Friday, July 10, 2009
But I'm back.
I got a new burning pen and a new workbook and have started burning again. The photo here is the only one of people that I've done, but I love the way it turned out and I plan on doing more. This photo and others I plan to do like it is the reason there is a disclaimer before you enter my blog. Oooooh, nudity.
Right now I'm working on a black panther. I may have bitten off more than I can chew with it, but we'll see.
Anyway, not much has been going on. Steve and I haven't sold the house yet, but we've had a lot of traffic. A lot of pain in the ass traffic. They call and give a little notice and then we have to get everything looking nice and take Buster out and wait for strangers to walk around our house.
It's going on a month now and we're over it. Again!
I was supposed to go to the gym on my way home from work today, but it didn't work out so well. Again I had every intention in the middle of the day, but by the time five came around, the car just wanted to drive home.
So I made a cup of coffee (yeah, even though we're having another fucking 104 degree day). But I needed a pick-me-up before I start burning.
I haven't heard anything else about the movie. Hopefully the next time I hear something the final draft of the script will be done and we'll be that much closer.
Speaking of movies--Harry Potter is almost here! We're gonna try and go Thursday night. I know it will be crazy crowded but we don't want to wait until Saturday morning like we were going to.
Other than that, I think it's all good.
I have to keep this short because I have a lot of work to do.
Be nice to each other.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
We still want to go to Portland, but we think we'll just fly. That way, while we're there, we can do a day trip and drive into Canada and visit Vancouver.
So now we're trying to figure out what else we want to do. We still want to take a trip with the three of us, but we can't figure out what to do. We thought about going to the Texas coast, but that seemed boring. We want to camp, but not spend the whole time camping because we have a feeling we'd get bored pretty quickly.
Oh, fuck, I don't know!
We still have to sell this house before anything happens anyway, so we have time to figure this all out.
Anyway, I haven't started another wood burning yet because I'm waiting for a new pen that I ordered. It's vented. Nice. Maybe my hand will come out of each project a little less traumatized. I can't wait to start that panther, it'll be pretty sweet (I posted the picture in the first blog or so).
Well, I'm just killing time right now before I get ready to go to the gym. It opens at 8 and it's only 7:30. Then I'll tackle the grocery store and then come home and wait until the fireworks start and have to soothe Buster all night. He's one of those big dogs who are afraid of fireworks. He'll spend the entire night pacing around and hiding behind chairs and shit. It's the one thing I dread about the 4th of July. And this year I'm a bit reluctant to celebrate anyway. I mean, we're supposed to celebrate our independence, but some of us aren't free enough to marry who we want.
Anyway, I'm not gonna get into that.
I wish everyone a safe holiday. Be nice to each other.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Needless to say, we're fans.
Other than a very exciting reading hour with Anj, I spent the rest of the day in a frantic blur trying not to quit five years out of retirement (one problem after another).
But that was about it. Whoopie!
Now, I'm sitting here, waiting for the 101 degree day to cool down just a bit so I can go out and mow the front lawn. Loving Texas right about now.
I did read something interesting today, though:
"Obama signed a memorandum on Wednesday to extend healthcare and other benefits to unmarried domestic partners of federal workers".
Okay. That's does what for me? For most of us? Luckily I work for a city that already recognizes Steve. So that memorandum is just doing what should have been done a long time ago?
WHAT ABOUT ALLOWING OUR MARRIAGES TO BE RECOGNIZED THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE COUNTRY?!!!!
Steve and I had to go to Canada to be married. And we felt more welcome there than we ever did/do here.
You know, I've never been very political, but over the last few years, especially after Steve and I were married, I've been following it more. Of course I'm partial to the political word or the gay side of life, since that's what pertains to me. But it's amazing, and hurtful, to realize how many people just don't give a shit that we're humans beings. Human beings in love.
There are breeders out there who are mean to other people. Cruel. Who may even kill other people. But when they want, they can just say "Let's get hitched" and there you go, they can go get hitched. Nobody says anything about them or what type of person they may be. They're straight, "Oh, that's okay, you may pass, we don't care about anything else".
Or what about the people who've been married two and three times. The ones who think marriage is a game. While we're on the subject, why don't we have a few dozen fucking reality shows about people meeting that one special person, falling in love with he or she in two weeks and then winning a marriage? That would be great entertainment!
Well to us it's not entertaining.
It's our lives. It's our partners. It's our husbands and wives.
It's our civil right.
Okay, I'm done preaching. But I plan on making this blog something to read. So if I want to rant and rave when I'm in a bad mood and I'm feeling a bit pissed, I'm gonna do it. But I hope that won't be too often.
Good things are coming. I can feel it.
Monday, June 15, 2009
Let me explain.
You see, I'm sick of Texas. Nothing against the Lone Star state, but I've been here for half my life and I'm ready for a change (not to mention that it is 103 today, and it's June). Actually, when Steve and I got back from our wedding trip to Canada we were both ready for a change.
For a while it was Canada, but there were too many hoops to jump through.
Then, we found Portland, Oregon! We saw a show about it on Logo. They talked about how it was the most gay friendly city in the country. And that fit us just fine. Anywhere where we can feel more welcome, is right up our alley.
Anyway, we've been dreaming of Portland for a while now, and I thought I had put together a plan.
You see, we're selling our house (something we've been trying to do on and off for the past year), and that would open us up for a move. But I'm five years away from retirement with the City of Austin, and that little nest egg is something I can't let go of (security, you know).
Anyway, I had a plan. As some of you may know they've been working on adapting my book Blue Moon into a movie. When principal photography starts, I will get some money. Of course that's still at least a year away, possibly more, but it's still there. And of course there's always the chance that things won't happen and the film won't be made at all, but we don't talk about that possibility in this house.
So, my plan was to use that money to buy whatever years are left of my retirement. Then we'd have that and we could move to Portland and we could both get chill, non-stress jobs and enjoy our new life.
But nooooooo! I called today to get an estimate on how much each year would cost to buy: 45% of my annual income! What the fuck? (Hey, I can curse, there's an adult content warning before you open my blog). So, what the fuck?! It would cost me more to buy the retirement than I actually have in retirement!
So, we're stuck here. I feel as if I'm a prisoner who has five more years on his sentence and had the chance to be released early but just lost an appeal.
That's okay, it just pushes me harder to get my other books published and get the money I need. If I could at least buy two years, then I could be out in three!
Well, that's it. That's why I feel at a loss. Kind of crushed, but at the same time, determined. We're gonna get to Portland if it's the last thing we do!