Crow: pitching my dance

I'm pacing up and down the balcony practising what I am going to say for the interview tomorrow. I have ten minutes, so I have to get everything down into sound bytes. In Chinese.
I have been very very lucky in the past week.
I bumped into Melinda Lee on Skype, and began articulating my dance to her. It was good to talk with someone from a dance background, who has to do very similar things. (She has to pitch her dances too). We spent about 3 hours chatting, at the end of which I realise how important it is that I give the panel a sense of what the dance looks like, and how I intend to achieve this.
I bumped into Ray yesterday. As a film director, he has to pitch ideas too… and I really got the sense of the importance of knowing the material and being able to articulate one's ideas really clearly.
And so today I am pacing up and down the balcony trying to figure out how to say what I want to say in the most succinct way possible.
I'm feeling good. Terrified, but good. Good in the sense that I understand what it is about now, and the ball is in my court.
I'm terrified because there is, as always, the possibility of failure. But now the ball is in my hands and all I can do is pitch it as swift and accurate as I can.
10 minutes.
My dad teaches me a trick. Prepare the material, and take the questions in a way that bring you back into what you want to say. Yeah.
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