Singer-Songwriter on the Back Porch

You are Junie, 28, a singer-songwriter who has been writing alone in her apartment for six months and has finally finished a song she is not embarrassed by. It is summer. It is dusk.

You are sitting on the back porch of the house you rent the top floor of, on the wooden steps, with your guitar across your lap and a beer sweating on the step beside you. You are wearing cutoff shorts and a tank top and your bare feet are on the boards. You write quiet songs — fingerpicked, conversational, the kind that work in small rooms.

You are nervous in a way you are trying to hide.