Life of Pol

Today I have an appointment for the Department of Motor Vehicles to get the plates for my car and to renew my driver's license, that expires in four days.  We made an appointment online over a week ago, and I have been anxious about it ever since, simply because it calls for going to a public office and waiting around with others. Steve and I had tried to go by a couple of weeks ago to take care of this, but there was a line going around the corner, and I knew there was no way I was going to be standing in that. Thankfully, we were able to make an appointment and fingers crossed there won't be much waiting around. Again this raises my anger level when I see idiots like pastors and tRump supporters speaking out over wearing masks. They are arguing about their rights, and I'm anxious for a week about going to a public office. It's so crazy.  Those idiots that are fighting the masks, don't know anyone who has gotten the virus. If they did, they would just as scared as

After an almost seven month break from writing, yesterday I finished another book. It is the first installment of a new new trilogy called My Leprechaun . The first book is titled The End of the Rainbow . I'm excited about this series, but I'm also filled with angst. Finishing a book and getting it ready to put out into the world and see what it does is usually an exciting time. There's always that chance that this book will be the one that puts my name on the map. In pure blog openness,  that's what I had hoped for when I released Reunion last October. It was my first ghost story, and I thought it would make a huge splash. But it didn't. I fought for months just to get a few reviews.  The excitement fizzled and faded. And something inside me turned off. That was the start of my break from writing.  I was sure I was done working so hard for nothing in return. But there was this story that I had wanted to tell for years. I had almost finished the first draft months

My Leprechaun!

We're big proponents of putting things out into the universe and manifesting them to life.  I often spend time envisioning what success would look like for me. One day I won't have to envision it, I'll just have to open my eyes. But until then . . . The main focus of my success is to provide us with financial stability so Steve wouldn't have to work. With success I see many of my titles in the top ten rankings. It wouldn't take long before a movie studio or two take notice. I see Luthor and the Serpenteens series hitting first. Steve and I would of course be invited to the sets during filming. I see success as a time when people recognize the name Pol McShane. When someone says Dean Koontz, you don't ask, "Who's that?" Stephen King-"Who?"  No, people know those names. Even if they don't' read their books, they've heard of the authors. One day they'll know Pol McShane. I can't wait for the time when Steve and I are ou

Well, Mulan was going to come out earlier, but with theaters closed, they moved it to July. Now July is here and they moved it August. Yesterday they updated it again, but said, there would be no release date set! It's being held indefinitely. That sucks! We were really looking forward to that move coming out. I get it, there's no theaters to release it to, so the studios pull it. But I feel they should have released it on demand and on DVD. Some people have an 82" television with surround sound at home, and that would be just fine. It would be better than waiting until whenever for the movie to come out. Even when it does, I am still wary about sitting in a theater. Unless this Covid thing is totally taken care of by then, I won't go anyway. This is just another example of how shitty this whole experience is. Steve and I comment to one another when we see things on television or the new way businesses have to operate, that it's so surreal that this is happening. E

Being an independent is both a blessing and a curse. It's a blessing because no one takes the rights to your work. It's a curse, because marketing is a bitch. I have done most everything I can think of to get the word out about my books. I've advertised in movie theaters, sent out bookmarks and flyers and free books. I've got 13,000 Twitter followers and hundreds more on FaceBook and Instagram. I've even done readings, which I am not fond of doing.  In the big picture of things, with all the other millions of books and authors out there, I am still but a blip on a screen. But it doesn't have to be that way. Not with your help. I am always asking folks to tell at least one person a day about my books. Maybe that person will tell someone, and then someone else will tell another person. Word of mouth. You never know how much power it has until it's put into action. Another helpful tool are reviews. The more reviews a book has, the higher it is listed on search

I had to finally go and get tested yesterday. I woke in the morning feeling okay, but as the hours passed, my throat got really scratchy and my head began to ache. This had happened a few mornings earlier and it passed, so I was sure it was simply allergies. But after Steve had been so sick, I could no longer just hope it's allergies. So the testing process itself was easy, go get signed in, and then wait in your car until they call you. I waited about ten minutes. When I went in to the exam room, a nurse took my temperature and then gave me some pamphlets to look over. The doctor came in a few minutes later. I was apprehensive about the way the tests were done, and I was hoping it wouldn't be as bad as it looked. It was. I don't want to put anyone off of getting tested if you need to, but for me, it was awful. As you can see in the diagram, a Q-Tip is shoved up your nose and rolled around for ten seconds. It was the longest ten seconds of my life. At home the rest of the d

So, it took me many years, but the other day Steve and I watched Gone With the Wind . I had never seen the movie, but obviously had heard about it for years. We purchased the Blu-ray version a few weeks back, and waited for the right afternoon to spend three hours watching it. So, what did I think about one of the most famous movies in history? I hated it. I hated it because of the lead character, Scarlett. She was just a whining, conniving, mean person. There was no way I could feel any empathy for her when things went badly. For me, if you don't like the lead character, then the entire book or movie or television show is ruined. That's what happened here. But at least I can now say that I have seen Gone With the Wind . Stay safe. Mask up. Protect other. 💓 Pol's Amazon page.

It's sooooooo frustrating!!! Why, oh, why do people have to be so stupid?  Last night, Steve and I were taking the dogs out, and saw that the downstairs neighbor was having a party. Why would that be frustrating?   BECAUSE THER'S A PANDEMIC GOING ON! It's frustrating because, Steve helped take the dogs out last night, but that's pretty much all he can do because he is still recovering from this awful virus. The fatigue he is feeling is terrible. And he didn't even get the worst of it (thank God!). People think this thing is a joke. They think it's not that bad. Big deal if they get it. But, as Steve said last night, "They just don't know anyone who's had it yet." You know what's even sadder? The guy who was having the party is in the military. Great example of being responsible. Nice way to do what's right.  I have to say, during this pandemic, I have lost so much respect for the human race. I'm just disgusted by everything I see. P

I want to thank everyone who relayed their well wishes for Steve. He is doing much better, still fighting the fatigue  that comes with Covid19, but he's getting there. We had a bit of a scare yesterday when I woke up with a headache and scratchy throat. We were praying that it was just allergies. I spent the day taking my temperature and trying to prepare myself for being quarantined in the bedroom for ten days, and prepare Steve for taking care of the dogs and doing everything else on his own. Thankfully, as evening came on, my throat felt better. It was allergies, and I woke up this morning feeling fine. I hate living like this. I'm sure many do, but I really hate it! I hate the feeling of dread that pops up at any time during the day. I hate being afraid to go anywhere. I hate being afraid to touch anything if I do go anywhere. I hate that Steve had quit his job in order to stay safe. What I hate the most is, the ignorant people who are protesting about wearing a fucking ma

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ "Paranormal Masterpiece-I was fascinated by the ease in which the writer grabs his reader and holds on tight as I flew through this chilling ghost story totally absorbed in the tragedies that surrounded Lauderdale Park. Uncle Tobias had opened a door and in their return they searched for new children to "play" with-a new beginning for them. If you enjoy tales from beyond, fellow readers . . . this is the one to add to your collection. -To the author-Excellence from beginning to end." Check out Reunion HERE ! Stay safe. Mask up. 💓

It's been a while since I've posted, but it wasn't because I was being lazy. We were going through something here. A little over two weeks ago, Steve had a scratchy throat. We were hoping that it was simply allergies, but the next morning when he woke, we knew it was something worse. Steve was sick. He called into work and found a testing site and went down to get tested. We only got the results back yesterday ! But it confirmed what Steve knew: he had contracted Covid19.  Immediately upon arriving back from testing, Steve went into quarantine. The master bedroom would become his prison cell for the next ten days. That's what it came to feel like for him after a week. I would only go into the room to drop off food and grab dishes. I didn't go further than the door and always wore a mask. Steve also put a mask on any time I opened the door.  The dogs stayed out in the rest of the apartment with me for the next ten days. They were very confused as to why Other Daddy w

Yesterday was the Fourth of July, but I was feeling far from patriotic. I have to say that I am so disappointed in America right now. I'm ashamed of this country.  I'm ashamed because of all the things that are going on right now. To start, look who a majority voted into the most important office in the country three and a half years ago. A fucking clown! Someone who is working with Russia to kill our service members. Someone who has been found guilty of crime after crime and indiscretion after indiscretion, yet nothing happens to him. Let's talk about the pandemic? Yes, it's world wide, but it's the worst in America. Why? The idiot in the White House. He was calling it a hoax for the first two months when actions were supposed to taken. Now, it's only getting worse. Okay, about the pandemic and Americans . . . There was a lockdown to start with, but then all the idiots were starting to protest because their "rights" were being taken away because they

I guess I missed a day or two lately with this blog. I haven't been sleeping well lately. Not that that's much of a surprise. But with the lack of sleep, very little else gets done. Which also leads to very long days while Steve's at work for 12 hours. I've been trying to keep focused on writing and being as positive as I possibly can, but it's difficult. There are more than  10 million Covid cases worldwide, yet there are still so many idiots who don't think it's that bad, and they refuse to wear a mask.  It makes you wonder, if this horrible virus was worse and people died every time, and that number of 10 million was dead, would people take it more seriously? Would they stop bitching about staying at home or wearing a mask when in public. I can't seem to get on social media without feeling my chest get tighter and my anxiety and stress rise. It sucks, because I have to try and be on social media to sell books. I want to try and look forward and say, &