My blog posts are more sporadic than I would like. Who wants to be a once-on-an-occasion blogger, right? But that's unfortunately been the case since my Meggie got ill.
A couple of weeks ago, she caught mumps. This week we began the second and last block of intensive chemo. After this, she'll still be having chemo for the next two years but it wouldn't be as intense.
I have to say, I am having a hard time torn between trying to market my books--which, sadly I hardly do--and being completely there for Meg. When I'm writing I feel guilty, and when I'm not I feel guilty. How is it possible to have so much guilt?
For the moment I'm pulling back on the amount of time I spend on the Internet, which will more than likely kill my sales. But I'm sure there will be a day when I can look back on these years without beating myself up too badly.
I have to remind myself of this cos, right now, I feel as though I'm letting my writing career down. I wonder: is there such a thing as a supermum? And if so, can someone tell me how to attain this amazing status?
