My mother, who we affectionately call "Tiny Guru" for her small stature and great spirit, takes pride in being my manager. There’s nothing much to manage as I am a hermit writer living in the country, and that suits us both nicely. On a daily basis she gives me the priceless gift of her unconditional love and enthusiastic support. No matter the project, she is all in. She also does a particularly vital task for me: She xeroxes my Facebook posts and sends me hard copies of the