A Great Writer on the Eve of a Deadline

I start writing the manuscript I've been asked to write. The deadline is the end of this month. Unlike programs, writing has no performance metrics. Programmers are taught that the shorter and more precise their code or text is, the better. But that only makes sense within the context of instructions meant to make a computer run. You can't use the same method to move a human heart. Long ago a friend who does sociology told me that unless you write a lot you can't really feel you've explained something. Hearing that, I remember thinking there is a different kind of difficulty in a world without theorems or formulas. Remembering that, I sit at my computer and spend time thinking about prose. Come to think of it, I was never good at reports, and I regret having taken this on just a little, but it's also a perfect opportunity to explain Zindies. I want to write something that will make readers interested. I've decided to live for a while under the persona of a "great writer on the eve of a deadline."