Gosh, seriously, it's hard work being a writer. There's a lot of reading involved, and reading takes, like concent, concentray, concentration.
Especially if your glasses are in a different room.
Right now I'm sending out queries to agents. I imagine them sitting in their offices, overwhelmed by the stacks of paper and unrelenting dings of email, wondering which hopeful beg-letter to look at first.
Meanwhile, I am contemplating the Upcoming New Story and wondering if I should work on it or keep working on the Misbehaving Teenagers Who Can't Get Out of My Head.
(Good thing I need to ride a couple of horses each week to give me an excuse to get out of my jammies and leave the house, eh?)