Okay, it’s that time in the writing of a manuscript in which I have to establish radio silence, install the blackout curtains, enforce a curfew–in short, impose a military state so I can get this thing done. My apologies in advance, dear reader, if you don’t hear from me much this summer. When it’s all over, God willing, I will hand in the shiny clean draft of a devotional book for new moms. Details TBA.