Today, I stole an hour to write. Usually, I manage to write about fifteen hours a week. I haven’t even managed to steal fifteen minutes a day in the past week and half. I’ve been helping my oldest get settled in Chicago for her first real job after graduating from college and attending the various celebrations as my youngest graduates from high school. Yesterday, I drove my middle child to an internship with GM down in Indiana. But at some point after June 4th, I’ll be able to start writing again.