"She did not think herself a genius by any means; but when the writing fit came on, she gave herself up to it with entire abandon, and led a blissful life, unconscious of want, care, or bad weather, while she sat safe and happy in an imaginary world, full of friends almost as real and dear to her as any in the flesh...The divine afflatus usually lasted a week or two, and then she emerged from her vortex, hungry, sleepy, cross, or despondent." (Louisa Alcott, Little Women)

Yes, but she was not writing memoir...and she did not have kids whose spring break collided exactly with the need to go to her desk and lose herself in that vortex...

Yes, but she did not have kids.