Today, I turned in something I wasn't close to a hundred percent happy with and I felt really horrible about it. I say close to because I believe no one is ever 100% happy with their writing. It isn't so much that it wasn't as good as it should be but that I told myself it's a first draft and that it's ok if it's not close to what I want yet. To me that sounds like the beginning of the end. When you start making compromises and tell yourself, I just need to be good enough. And I told myself I'd never let that happen. So I am pissed with myself but I know I should let it go and stop beating myself up. And just vow solemnly to never make the same mistake ever again. Okay.
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