Having a grown-up around
I’ve discovered the best way in the world to write a paper: sitting at the Wentzs’ house, with the boys asleep upstairs, eating a bowl of ice cream as I type, with the soft and reassuring drone of Shannon talking on the phone in the living room. It makes me feel very safe and sane, which makes writing come that much easier. And yet, it has been a short enough time since Shannon was in college herself that she remembers how much peace and quiet is necessary, and doesn’t interrupt me (unlike my parents when I try to work at their house). 
You should all try it. It’s great.
