I will not succumb to my desire for brilliance today. If the words do not string together in perfect succession, I will not beat myself up, threaten to throw in the towel, or resort to childish tantrums.
If I do not complete my projected word count, I will not brand myself a failure.
I will not sit by the phone waiting for "the call" or obsessively refresh my e-mail inbox. And I will certainly not be distracted by temptation, or deem February 25 a day for procrastination disguised as research.
I will write without judgement.
I will write with passion.
And I will give myself permission to write crap.
Issues? Take them up with me tomorrow.
The Book In My Bag Today: Ceremony in Death, J.D. Robb