For a few months now, I think about writing every day. It took me a couple of nights to get up the courage to start again. I never established a writing discipline before babies came. My goal now is to write every day for 10 minutes. Of course, 10 minutes easily turns into 30. I don't see being able to do much more than that though. Arwen is not sleeping through the night consistently, Seth and Savannah both still wake up at night. And with winter, there is enough sickness coming and going through the house that good sleep is important.
The problem of staying up too late is sure to come up though because I remember that feeling I'd get when something good was happening in my writing, that point in fiction when so many things come together with some real meat in it that I can't stop until I have closure.
