Streamlining a plot into a razor-thin weapon of efficiency and movement has never been me. Instead, I tend to bludgeon a reader over the head with bulky, unwieldy knots of storyline. This works, but it can work better.
So, my next effort will be a love child of both plot philosophies. I expect the labor pains to be grotesque at times, but the result, I hope, will be endearing… Now, I’ve just got to puzzle out how a sword and a mace have sex.