Dreamteam
“Alf,” she said patiently, “ten days ago a mysterious alien civilisation somehow blocked all sunlight from reaching the Earth, and communicated to humanity that we are a suspected cancerous growth in the universe, giving us less than one month to create an object of such beauty and significance that it can somehow justify our continued existence, otherwise they will wipe us off the face of the planet. True?”
There was no answer. He was thinking, Alf, she’s going to out-talk you now. Serves you right for marrying an academic.
Chapter 1 – ‘ Please God, wherever he is, let him be alive and offline’
Chapter 2 – ‘When have the stars ever shone so brightly?’
Yarnspinning and Storyweaving 