Day 75: I didn’t work on my book. My mentor this week said that he admires my work ethic. I do, too. No one can say I’m lazy, that’s for sure. But I’m sort of the opposite of lazy. I’m driven, amped up, and a downright slave master when it comes to the voice I use to talk to myself inside my head. This morning I woke up at 6 a.m. and I didn’t want to work on my book. I didn’t want to get out of bed. I didn’t want to work any more at all, at least not this morning of my life. So I didn’t. And I feel a lot better.