Not much of a post tonight. Lots of drama in the family right now and I’m afraid–no, pretty much certain–that I’m going to have to do something tomorrow that will make me very unpopular with certain family members. Still, I can’t let someone’s personal need for validation interfere with my husband’s struggle with cancer.

Fuck, I hate it when people are assholes.

However, people are buying Bite Me Tender and seem to be enjoying it. Monique at Sinfully Sexy Reviews made me promise her faithfully that there would be more Glyn and Levi. So it’s good that I already know what’s happening in the next couple of books. And it’s climbing steadily, for which I thank you all. It’s the one bright spot in my life right now, since I’m either too busy or too emotionally exhausted to get much writing done at the moment.

To be honest, I’m wondering if I’m going to need to take a hiatus, even from the blog, which isn’t a heavy workload. But I’m struggling with a critically ill husband, three confused and frightened children (even if two of them are grown and on their own), and a relative that seems to be doing her best to undo every good thing I set in place with hubs and somehow consistently seems to be there during some crisis that requires violating his treatment protocols. It’s worse, because he had to move out-of-province for treatment, and, since I and the oldest boy are running the farm, I can’t be over there with him consistently. Which means I can’t keep this (admittedly, I think unintentionally,) poisonous relative away from him.

As Glyn would say: Why is every choice a loss?

So if posts get kind of spotty, it’s not you, it’s me. I should still be around on Twitter, but damn, I’m tired.

I just wish…I don’t know. Something.