Holy smokes. At 9PM, the kids were asleep and the household chores were done. The timer clicked. And… there was no inbox and no Seahawks. No Netflix, no Twitter, no MacRumors. My laptop turned into a desert island, and my god, it was beautiful.
How I Used a Vacation Timer to Write a Book (or, Why I Shut Off the Internet at 9PM)
Jake Knapp
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I’m really curious what you did about your wife. Were I to shut off the router at 9pm, my wife and older daughter would probably kill me. I’ll need to think of some other strategy so as to avoid death.

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