Life of Pol

  It’s been a while since I’ve posted here. It’s been a while since I’ve done any type of writing. I don’t even have a website anymore. I wasn’t planning on writing anything, probably eve again, but lately, things have been changing.  The “Supreme” Court has been making very dangerous changes to the laws in our country. Particularly six of the judges. Six CONSERVATIVE judges, who are forcing us to go back to the 1950’s! Their latest stunt is allowing businesses to discriminate against LGBT+ people if they don’t want to serve them, because it’s against their religion. They’re claiming it falls under the First Amendment: freedom of speech.  Oh, yeah, we’ll, here’s some freedom of speech for you: Fuck them!!! Fuck all Republicans!!! Fuck Donald tRump and his illiterate cult. Fuck all the ignorant morons who claim being “woke” is bad.  Here’s, some freedom of speech: I wish I was able to tell the cunt that walks in wearing a MAGA terrorist hat that their not welcome in o...

  Yesterday was the Fourth of July, a day of celebration. Yet, this current America has nothing to celebrate as yet ANOTHER mass shooting happened. A 22-year-old on top of a building shot people in a crowd who were attending a parade! I already felt discouraged yesterday as I saw no pride in celebrating America since it has become such a cesspool of violence and hate. After the news broke of the shooting, I only felt worse about where I live. There have been more than 300 mass shootings this year alone! It's only July! Yet the Republicans and all the back woods morons are still fighting to have their AR-15s at the ready, no matter how many people die. I'm ashamed of this country. Truely disgusted.

  Well, I finally started wood burning again. I had stopped for a while, but after watching several videos on YouTube, I realized how much I missed it. I wanted to challenge myself and do something different than an animal, which is my go-to subject, and try a portrait.  This is Arthur Morgan, the main character from the game Red Dead Redemption 2, and the most lovable bad guy you'll ever meet. After a couple more tries, I realized that portraits just aren't for me. Trying to get the skin to appear smooth takes a lot of very light layers repeated time and time again.  Pyrography takes patience, and I have only a limited amount to spare. In the end, trying to create realistic portraits just took too much time, with too many failures. It zapped the fun out of burning. But I have a brand-new burner, so I am definitely doing more. I have my eye on a really cute baby raccoon. 💓

  Prologue   Well, it looks like it’s my turn. My father told his story. My mother told her story . . . I guess it was inevitable. I’m nineteen years old now. I didn’t think I would make it that far. I feel so much older. Perhaps I do age in dog years. That would make me 133. That pretty much matches up to the way I feel right now. Worn and broken, that’s me. I am dictating this portion of my family’s strange tale into a recorder, because I no longer have the use of my right arm. Dane or my mother will write it down later for all to see. So much has happened. I don’t know where to begin. It’s been eight years since The Rise of the Son came out, and my mother, Sephina, tried to explain what happened to us. Tried to explain what happened to the detective. What happened to me . It seems like a lifetime ago. Twelve years. Oh, my God, it’s been twelve fucking years. That’s too much time. Too many lives wasted. Lost. Taken. I look up at the moon and smile. Ironically...

  2021 didn't start out very well after terrorists stormed out nation's capital. But after the inauguration, and now that we have a great new President and Vice President in office, I'm feeling hopeful for the first time in a long time. I'm sure there are going to be more trying times ahead. God knows we haven't yet seen the worst part of the pandemic. But even with that threat looming overhead, I still have the warm feeling of hope inside me that has been missing for so long. I don't know what the future will hold, but I do know that Steve and I will go through it together. I know we'll get back up on our mountain soon, and finally begin to feel settled again (the boys will be happy about that, too). There is a positive energy in the air that hasn't been felt in a while. I pray that energy only grows. Feeling hopeful today. I hope you are, too. Stay safe. Mask up. Protect others. 💓

  The werewolves are coming. Well, I guess they've been here for a while. Since 2000, actually. That was when I first got my book Blue Moon published. It is a story of a man who is a werewolf, and is able to take his life on the night of a blue moon. The book is a suicide note and a confession. It was accepted and published through an online print on demand publisher, which at the time was very exciting for me. But after a few years, the book pretty much sat there. Fast-forward five years. I wrote the screenplay for Blue Moon and shopped it around. I've spoken about this experience in a previous post. I had a production company love the book and option the screenplay. Long story short, they dragged me along for a couple of years, and eventually everything fell through. On the plus side, during the time they had me under contract, they suggested they would want to make the stand-alone story of Blue Moon into a series of movies. They asked if I had ideas of furthering the stor...

  Blue Moon is the first book I ever had published. It was originally published through a POD publisher, iUniverse, back in 2000. It was the only one of my books that I hadn't self-published. Because of that, over the last few years, it has become somewhat forgotten. But not anymore. I have gotten my rights back, and have self-published this title finally! With a whole new rewrite and new cover design. Blue Moon  is the book I had mentioned in an earlier post, that almost got made into a movie. It is the story of a doctor at a mental institution who is turned into a werewolf.  This story is actually a suicide note written on the night of a blue moon; the only night a werewolf can take its own life. I came up with this story roughly thirty years ago. I wanted to write something through the eyes of a person that was a werewolf, who could just describe the agony of it, and the sorrow he felt for the lives he had taken. When I originally wrote the book, it was a stand-alone ...

  It's been almost a month since my last post. I guess old habits are returning. Old habits born of nothing to say. Steve and I are doing the same thing we've done for the last five months. We find ourselves battling boredom quite often. The dogs are making us crazy. And our backs are aggravated by sitting around so much. But what else can we do?  At least things are looking up on the political front. Joe Biden will soon be our President! Even though the idiot in the White House now still hasn't conceded. He will never admit that he lost, and he's making his lunatic followers believe the election was rigged. Those are the same dangerous idiots that don't believe Covid is real. Anyway, there have been good days and bad days. Depression shows up whenever it damn well pleases, and then leaves just as quickly. I see more of the middle of the night than I  would like. I can't remember when I last had a full night's sleep. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, which is usuall...

  Up, down, happy, sad, awake, exhausted, excited . . . lately it seems I'm all over the place.  I haven't posted in almost a month. When I started posting regularly again it was back when this whole pandemic began, and I thought it would be fun to post every day of quarantine. I did a daily post for about fifty days, then I would do either daily or every other day. I simply ran of things to say that I thought would be interesting to anyone. Steve and I were quarantining when he was furloughed from Chuy's restaurant back in March. It was early on in the pandemic stage, so we enjoyed each day with minimal stress. Then he got called back to work when restaurants reopened and began relaxing precaution measures. Three weeks after he returned to work, Steve got Covid. It was a horrible ten days, but we got through it, and thankfully without me catching it. But there was no way Steve was going back to work after that, so he resigned. For the past seven months, we have been home...

  I haven't done a blog entry since we returned from vacation. There are probably several reasons for this, but the main one being, not much has happened in our lives. We go through each day much the same as the one before.  We've run out of most television to watch, and games between two people can only be fun for so long.  I am waiting for edits to return for My Leprechaun . I've decided to try a publisher with this one, instead of doing on my own. I'm on the fence about how I feel with that, but a change has to be made, and possibly this is it. So, that means, for those who were looking forward to the book, it will be a while before release. Sorry. I can't help but feel as if I'm constantly fighting the feeling of dread that seems to have overtaken my body. I'm sure it's the same feeling that has invaded thousands of others during this pandemic. But aside from the virus, and the fact that it's going to get worse in a few months, I'm scared abo...

Steve and I decided we needed to get away. And a nine-hour road trip seemed like a good decision, because it would keep us away from people during these dangerous times, but also get us out of the apartment. So we went to Wyoming! Yellowstone was our main destination. We stayed in Jackson Hole, which is a really cute ski town. The slopes right behind our motel showed us that, even if it had been winter, skiing would not have been on the agenda. The first day we drove to Yellowstone. Our initial stop when we got there was, of course, Old Faithful. We didn't get out of the truck much during the trip, because we had the dogs with us, but we did leave them alone for a bit when we walked to see the show.  It was amazing to see the geyser in person, but even through masks, the smell of Sulphur was intense. It was a slightly humbling to think of the power that was just beneath our feet. And the super volcano under the entire park that could explode at any time. We spent the rest of the d...

Yesterday it was just about 90 degrees. Today, it's snowing! In a few days we'll be back to temperatures in the 80s. But there's no such thing as global warming, right? Whatever!  Hopefully the snow will help put out the fires that are burning around the state. Sadly, there's no relief in sight for California. Their fires are so catastrophic, it's heartbreaking. The El Dorado fire has burned more land than any other single fire in history. Wow, will 2020 never stop issuing out bad news and horrible chaos? 

Steve and I decided to take a road trip to Yellowstone in a week or so. I'll admit that I'm a bit nervous to be out in the world so much during these scary times, but we'll be in the truck the majority of the time, so we won't be around many people. Even in the park, we'll have the dogs with us, so we won't be able to go out and walk around that much, so interaction will be limited. But no matter how anxious it makes me feel to be out, Steve and I need this trip. We haven't been able to do anything like this before because he was always working. We've lived in Colorado for almost six years now, and we've never been camping! Even when we lived on the mountain and could have camped in our backyard, we didn't.  Now we have the opportunity while he's not working to take a vacation. Also, once we move out of Colorado (yeah, we're leaving), we'd never make it back to Wyoming again, so we'll do it now. There's also another reason I ...

  Well, I see that each of my blog posts gets fewer and fewer views. This is exactly why I didn't keep up with my blog for all these years: lack of interest. It's very difficult to deal with feelings of insecurity over and over again. To be made to feel that your boring and not worth the time. But I'm supposed to push through and keep on going. But for what? So I can waste time, only to see some teenager make millions on YouTube because they post dumb videos? Everything is backwards. People who bust their ass get nothing, while those who sit around get rewarded. I don't know what I can do to make my blog posts more appealing. I've tried not to focus too much on all the negativity that is going on in the world, but it's difficult when that's all I see. I didn't wake up in a bad mood this morning. It was a pretty nice morning, even had a great workout. But I can't avoid seeing bit and pieces of news on TV and social media that just keep pounding it int...

We were shocked yesterday when we learned of the passing of Chadwick Boseman. At 43, he was so very young. RIP 😢

Yesterday I woke with a horrible headache that lasted on and off throughout the day and into the evening. This morning, however, I woke up feeling as if nothing had happened. That being said, I can feel a slight pressure beginning to build, because of the lingering smoke, but if yesterday was at a level 10 on the pain scale, right now it's at a 1. We're expecting a cold front in a few days that will lower temps and blow the smoke away, so hopefully that number will be a 0 before long. We did manage to go and get our flu shots yesterday, and the wait wasn't that stressful. There were only a few people who showed up after us, and we were in and out in about half an hour. It's nice to have peace of mind that we got the shot. I can't wait for the day when we can go get the shot for Covid-19. Other than tending to my head the past few days, not much has been going on around the apartment (I feel weird calling it "home" because it's not. It's an apartmen...

  My day started at 3:45 this morning when I woke up with yet another excruciating headache. Of course, no matter how much I don't want it to, this will set the tone for the rest of the day. I had intended to work out this morning, but couldn't do that. I was going to work on notes and edits for my books, but I couldn't do that, either. It's taking all can to type correctly here. I don't want to watch TV because it's all the morning news, and that will only bring me down further. There's no much I can do about the situation, with all the fires around us, the smoke isn't going anywhere any time soon. So, in this 95 degree heat, we'll try to run the AC as little as possible as to not suck in any of the smoke from outside. Good times. We're also going to Walgreens today to get a flu shot. They say be prepared to wait about 45 minutes. Great. My anxiety level should be wonderful by the time we get done. Stay safe. Mask up. Protect others. 💓

 

 I may have used that title on a previous post, but it's a phrase that I'm reminded of consistently. If 2020 hasn't brought with it enough heartache, California and Colorado are on fire. Multiple forest fires are scorching the states. One of the fires in Colorado is the largest in its history.  We can't go outside much, because the smoke is so bad. I had a pretty bad night last night because I started getting  a bad headache around three in the afternoon, and it only grew worse throughout the evening. It was borderline migraine by the time I crawled into bed. My head is better this morning, but I'm still feeling a bit off. And of course the smoke is just as bad today, so I have to stay in as much as possible. It makes me think again about the Cabin Above the Clouds. While it was amazing living up there, and I still miss it very much, I am reminded that, even though it was painful to leave, it's a good thing we sold the house when we did. There is no AC in the ca...

  This year hasn't brought with it much hope for a bright future. But it has brought one thing that gives way to a light at the end of the tunnel.  Joe Biden and Kamal Harris.  With God's blessing, they will be our next President and Vice President. And when that happens, I won't be ashamed to say the word "president" out loud. I won't be afraid to turn on the television in the morning. I won't be afraid to get on Twitter in case it's covered with idiotic tweets and insults.  America will finally begin to heal. Literally and figuratively.  We just have to pray that everyone votes, and also that tRump doesn't mess with the elections. He has already attempted defunding the post offices to slow down the mail, because of mail-in votes. He's a cheater and crook, and the one thing I still fear is that he will cheat his way to another term. If that happens, America will fall.  But I have to have faith that there will be such an overwhelming amount o...