A long running show, somewhat predictable, though performed live; it could go off script, could still surprise the players as well as the audience, something she used to enjoy.
She was well respected for her roles, yet, despite her experience, her pre-show jitters were getting worse instead of better. Onstage, if the tempo slowed at all, she was aware of a persistent anxiety, always ready to prompt her from behind the curtain, whispering to her of her inadequacies.
“Good morning, how are you?”
She smiled. “Fine.”
8:01 A.M.
She had gotten through her first act, had given a convincing performance.
Written for Carrot Ranch, December 7, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that features a performance. Respond by December 12, 2017 to be included in the compilation (published December 13). Rules are here. All writers are welcome!
ShiftnShake 
This is a great response.
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Thank you for saying so.
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Your flash could relate to many workplaces and performances, but I think of long-standing shows, like tv serials. Sometimes we can feel like we’ve played so long we don’t know what other roles wait for us. But I see a role rising from the seeds of word-art…
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I see what you’re sowing there.
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I’m just adding some sprinkles and sunshine.
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