If you want to be an actual writer that puts words down on the page, you may need to change how you look writing and make choices to do it. It isn't the forces of the world that conspire against your time for writing -- it's your own way of approaching the world.
You did it! You have finished writing your novel... at least the first draft. Take a moment, a day, or a week to enjoy this great accomplishment. It's worthy of appreciation. Do not waste the time though.
I write in the middle of the chaos of my living room. I stay up late to write in the serenity of the night and wake up early to squeeze in an hour of writing before my family awakens. I do these things because that is what I have to do to follow my passion and pursue my dreams.
I was at a shiva call eating a bagel with lox, schmoozing with friends and relatives of the deceased. I was positioned between the living and dining rooms of a split-level ranch, feet hurting from standing for so long, when my life as an unpublished author suddenly took a turn.
It's commonly said in musical theatre writing circle -- there aren't enough of us for the plural -- that every collaboration is like a marriage, except you don't have sex. And like many marriages, many collaborations fall apart. Mine did.
I truly believe that most people who should write... and who don't write... don't because they're afraid to find out that they're lousy at it. Not wanting to confront that unpleasant truth in myself, I invented powerful excuses not to write.
Writing this story began as an exercise in catharsis. The work of a writer trying to understand what had happened. A snippet of memoir that began in a writing workshop and evolved into a saleable essay.