However, she has a full tank of gas, snacks and her angel-dogs. She never needs a map or a Sharpie to mark the spot; she arrives precisely where and when she is supposed to. Every time. It is her gift.
"Write drunk; edit sober." - Ernest Hemingway Words to live by. The god of brevity and manly dilapidation. Manly dilapidation? See? He would have gone with "guts." What other quotation could possibly sum up this literary giant in four words?