Brevity
Oops, I was wrong. The sentence is only eleven pages long. It only seemed like twenty. I've been telling people for several weeks about the chapter in Michael Chabon's latest novel, Telegraph Avenue , which is one run-on sentence. It all makes sense, the grammar is fine, and the reader never loses track of what's happening; but seriously. Was that necessary? Especially as it doesn't serve any purpose other than to prove that Michael Chabon can write. Which I already knew. I've been a fan of Michael Chabon since before I ever read any of his novels. It started with the filmed version of Wonder Boys , a delightful tale of a very bad day in the life of an English professor who wrote a great American novel, and now is trying desperately to write the follow-up--except he can't make it end. It just goes on and on, thousands of pages. Seeing the movie inspired me to start writing fiction again after five years away from it. Reading the novel, and every other nove...