Today I've been working on my book. Gigi, in one of her comments, asked me to describe how I manage to fit writing into my days as I have a full-time job and two boys.
For example, today, I've done no housework to speak of, and gave the boys fresh ravioli for lunch (very quick!). I left them to their own devices pretty much, which suits them just fine, throwing them off the computer for a while to play outside, but basically letting them make their own amusement.
As a result, I've managed to work on my book for part of this morning and much of this afternoon. The house is a tad messy though, but should I keep an immaculate home and not write? Nah!
During the week, the boys are in bed or at least in their rooms at about 9pm. We eat together and I clear up, then I ignore the tele and go upstairs to work for a couple of hours on my book. At 11pm I come down to watch something silly on my Sky digibox for an hour (in English).
However, I am in 'book' mode at the moment. I was able to spend swathes of time on it in August, unhampered as I was either by boys or a time-consuming partner. I could come home from work, have a cuppa and get on with it. This meant I was able to re-enter the world of my characters and what they were getting up to, and maintain a double existence inside and outside my head.
Had I not had the freedom to do this in August, I would not have been able to conjure up the story world in the evenings. As it is, I'm thinking about my book all the time even when I'm not working on it; waking up early refining it in my head (and then forgetting...) and being quite obsessive really. I need to be though, or it won't get done.
I remember when I was writing it at the beginning how compulsive it was - it was all I wanted to do, and the boys had to get used to mummy being on the computer the whole time for about three months. I had had the dream, and the story was invading my head so much that I had to write it down to get rid of it. That's how the book got to be written in the first place. I started it, and didn't stop until I had an ending. It evolved out of the characters. Then it had to be refined, which has taken years, but the basic story was there.
I have another 150 pages or so to modify, out of nearly 400, so I'm not far off. Luckily no one moans when the house is a mess, the boys are happiest hanging out at home and outside and I don't have a man about who needs attention. Lovely as they are, if I have a man, I don't work on my book, hence my resolution to stay away from men until I finish.
So Gigi, I empathise with your inability to get down to writing your own book. I've been there! You'll need to go away by yourself on a retreat or something, take only your laptop and just do it! Once you're inside your story world, you'll find the momentum to carry on when you get home, hopefully.
I'm sure your ados won't mind if you ignore them for a few weeks...