When in Doubt Have a Man Come Through a Door with a Gun in His Hand

Raymond Chandler's adage and some other firings of my neurons

I find that as I write Cloudfall live, with no settled ending (yip, not even I know at this stage), several things occur to me:

1. You’re awful; just give up and lock yourself in a cupboard

2. This is pretty decent; keep going

3. Meh, why not

4. Is this going anywhere?

5. What else would you do?

I can never pick one abiding thought beyond number 5 from that list. Indeed, wh…