There are times when the book takes over my life. I think about it. I write. I edit. I revise heavily and edit some more. I write. But life always ends up taking back over.
One important lesson I've learned since I began the project last summer is not to get too discouraged when things slow down. When I do that, I risk going for weeks without writing and the longer I go without working on the novel, the harder it is to believe I can complete it.
I need to keep my mind on the story and take the time to write every day, even if it's just a couple of sentences. Truthfully, if I write a couple of sentences, I almost always keep going.
But sometimes I have a week where writing my own stuff isn't possible. I have posts to write for my day job, kids to play board games with over spring break and eye doctors who want to dilate my pupils.
I'm a writer so I keep writing when I can and I don't beat myself up about the times when I can't. This week I'm having too much fun to write. That's not a bad problem to have.