I'll just stop sleeping
It comes down to a negotiation between ideas and time. I only have so much time to write, both in a given day and over the course of my life. I have this problem with staying on task sometimes, because I want to get done with the thing I'm working on and get to the next thing in my head, because that thing is shiny and hot and all that beautiful stuff. Maybe with more time in the day. We'll see, once this becomes the full time thing. Someday.
Also? I love winter. It's damn beautiful. And staying in a warm house seems like a good excuse to not see other people. It makes it seem natural.