I'm not saying novels should be short by any means, but I think what cville is getting at most likely is when a novel goes on and on in a particular tangent, so much so that it loses whatever momentum it had going or the set up for the plot is done in such a way that a huge amount of pages or time has to go into it and the story gets stale.
What comes to mind for me was when I read one of the lord of the rings books in highschool. At one point the book seemed to have gone into a story within a story and the tangent was so bad that I forgot where the book was even heading and I lost interest.
That being said, I am still going to pickup the serial series and check it out. I liked the first and I will see for myself how it progresses. I don't mind a build up for the plot so long as it gets going before the series is too far in to care
I guess we're different. I read The Hobbit: The Unexpected Journey and loved it. That's what propelled me into TLOTR and...despite the drastic change in tone from the original more humorous The Hobbit. TLOTR was dope to me, and never lost its narrative direction to me in Junior High and High School...but I was a dedicated D&D nerd for 7 years by then, and a DM for nearly that long. I'd consumed tons of fantasy sword and sorcery books by then. All of Conan's works, all of the Robin Hood, Musketeers, etc works. All of Elric of Melnibone, all of Thomas Covenant The Unbeliever's books, most of Eric van Lustbader's books [ then I realized he was racist and stopped reading his books from that day to this one ] as well as [ of course ] almost all of the comics on Captain America, Spider Man, Thor, Batman, Superman, The Avengers, Daredevil, The X-Men, etc etc until that time. I also devoured tons of scifi...from Star Trek to HAVE SPACE SUIT WILL TRAVEL by Robert A. Heinlein [ and pretty much everything else by Robert A. Heinlein ].
Of course this was matched with me reading everything from Langston Huges, Claude McKay, and all of The Harlem Renaissance heads, to stuff like THE INVISIBLE MAN by Ralph Ellison, The Wretched of The Earth, A Raisin In The Sun, Revolutionary Suicide by Huey P. Newton, Sieze The Time, and every other book like it that I could find. I bet a number of my fellow HEFfas can relate.
When I was in junior high and high school? I was both giving my teachers hell and dealing with [ to the teenage Supreme Illuminati that I was back then ] what was both a surprising and strange "aloneness" which didn't make me "lonely". Something else that I bet many of my fellow HEFfas also experienced to some degree or another.
I was the only brutha in all Advanced classes in the entire school district. Because of my knowledge of multiple languages, Afrikan history and my utter willingness to annihilate my teachers right there in class when they followed the very racist teachings of the day and taught giant lies as if they were reflexive truths [ I remember getting kicked out of class to the Principal's office for pointing out that Lincoln was a racist and didn't free anyone. This was met by loud and long cries of disbelief by my teacher and my White classmates. But this was in 1983, and back then? Advanced History Books and Advanced Political Science Books used to come with a copy of The Constitution in the back of the book. I calmly read the 13th Amendment aloud...and the date of its creation, which was 8 months after Lincoln was murdered. "How," I asked the assembled furious class, "could Lincoln free my people when the Constitutional Amendment that my people made to free my people was created 8 months after John Wilkes Boothe killed Lincoln? Hmmm? Lincoln got a Time Machine in his top hat?"
That last barbed quip nearly started a riot in the class. Lol.
I wasn't done pissing them off by a long shot. I added to the above observations that not only did Pythagoras NOT create the theory he's famous for, he knowingly deliberately and maliciously plagiarized it from we Afrikans...and then having to pull out the map to prove that "Egypt" was in Afrika. My history teacher said that Egyptians knew of the 3,4,5 pyramid but the proofs of the pythagorean theorem are distinctly Pythagoras' own. I pointed out to him that the Djoser Pyramid was crafted in 2650 BCE...more than 2000 years before Pythagoras was born. On top of that? I pointed out that Pythagoras himself was what Greeks called "Ionian", meaning he was from what they now call Anatolia in present day Turkey.
Pythagoras himself wasn't even Greek. He was of Turkish blood.
And then I pointed out that the proof that we Afrikans knew the mathematical proofs wrongly claimed to belong to Pythagoras lies in the 3-D pyramid, a construct that requires SUPERIOR knowledge of pyramids than that which is offered by the plagiarist Pythagoras. Clearly a pyramid could not be constructed without knowing the relationship between hypotenuse and base, and most clearly the utterly brilliant, mind-blowing genius of the Afrikan pyramids displayed a huge mastery of multiple mathematical proofs, theorems, principles, etc. loooong before Greece existed.
I remember pointing out that World History didn't start in Greece but instead started in Afrika and when challenged on the point I pulled out my father's copy of ORIGINS by Dr. Louis S.B. Leakey, utterly astonishing my White and one Asian student classmates. I remember my teacher of the time trying to pile in one me and me not having it; I remember my White classmates telling me that: "...if you don't like America, why don't you just leave?!" and me responding with: "Wait. First? This whole hemisphere is "America" if you're going to go with the notion that naming a whole hemisphere after a genocidal thieving rapist racist and horrible human being like Amerigo Vespucci...the Portuguese Italian navigator who actually landed on these shores...is a good thing. I don't think it's a good thing. The fat that you do? Says a lot of not good things about you.
Second: You just acknowledged that what you were learning is both wrong and racist, but instead of correcting that which is wrong and racist you would rather continue being wrong and racist? You'd have me leave the entire country. You are out of your mind! Besides, my ancestors were here before you were and NONE OF US INVITED YOU OVER HERE. I got a fresh idea { back then? New York slang like "fresh" was new and in style }: if you don't like what I'm saying and don't have the heart and character to start telling the truth and stop being racist? YOU should leave. Why don't you Pinta Nina and Santa Maria yourselves back to Europe and leave the rest of the world alone?"
As you could probably guess? That didn't go over too well. Lol.
Several of my larger White classmates gathered until they were more than 12 deep and sought to intimidate me after class. The White classmates who'd gone to elementary school with me tried...to no avail...to explain to these new White classmates that fighting me was an incredibly bad idea. They didn't listen. Even though I was only 13, I'd been boxing and playing football for 11 years, and doing karate, tang soo do, and taekwondo for 7 years, shooting guns and bows and arrows for 2 years and street fighting for 9 years. I massacred 8 of the 12 guys before the remaining 4 could gather the wits to run. I ran each of them down and beat each of them down. I caught the last one right in front of Hale Jr. High's Principal's Office...and beat him like Toby getting revenge on the slavemaster. Then walked away without a second glance at the bloodied and crying failed bully...until Yard Duty swooped me up and took me inside The Principal's Office. Hahahaha.
I remember telling them that Shakespeare WASN'T the greatest writer in history and schooling the whole class...to mounting cries of disbelief...about The Romance of Antar. Then pointing out that both King Arthur AND the superheroes of modern day comics were borne from directly or indirectly copying Afrikan Gods; PLUS the original Asians were themselves Afrikans. And then? I hit em with the nuke.
I pointed out that Jesus was Black, too. And Christianity and all other faiths on this planet came from the original Maat system of Afrika, which remained an overall superior system to that which came after it.
This latter part got me kicked clean out of my history class for nearly a week and almost expelled from school. Had my father...himself a ph.d. in Psychology and the man who introduced me to much of the books I read...not come down there and used his genius to IQ those racists into subatomic particles? I would have been kicked out of school and not be pursuing two of my own ph.d's right now in my own right; I would probably be in jail or dead or leading a dead end life right this second ].
My bad...went off on a tangent there, like Cville said that long books tend to do...