Ugly Truths in Storytelling

 

An hour ago I was lying comfortably on a sofa covered in hellhounds* and reading an interesting review**.  I am now lying prostrate on the floor moaning woe, woe***.  I hacked my way through to the end of PEGASUS again today—no, restrain your cheers, there's plenty left to do in the next five† days, I have a list.  I don't have time to go through it word for word again;  this is the 'okay, I'll think about that later' list, and the 'must shoehorn this in somewhere' list.  This latter...