In my mind, a writing date is like playing a piano concerto.
The time has come. I move my seat beneath me, moving it several times to make sure I am in the perfect position. I adjust once more for good measure.
In my mind, I’ve rehearsed and rehearsed again, longing for the time when I can put my fingers to the keys. The time is now! I sit up straight and carefully place my fingers on the keyboard; let the music begin.