I write and write and write all day, but not much of it is fiction, and not much of it is paying work either.
Instead, I write emails trying to head various well-meaning advisors off at the pass, post to groups about conferences we're planning, send notes to colleagues about errors and omissions on their websites, and exchange emails with clients about the priorities and pricing of various pieces of work we have underway. Tonight I edited an article for a friend (with a 13-pound cat sleeping on my left wrist).
Tomorrow everything I write will be billable. I swear. And cat-free.