How long "should" a chapter be?
I was cruising along just fine having written my book up to the end and almost perfectly happy with it and just numbering the chapters which are many. Happy until I starting reading opinions and suggestions on the net.. Now I'm annoyed.
Please do not tell me it doesn't matter the size (word count) then tell me 2500 sounds about right for fiction, that's contradictory, or say cutely that it should be about as long as a piece of string (sounds well thought out and reasonable to me) then start feeding me numbers and creating a paranoia where one did not exist before. To me, you sound like a bullshitter.
If you were to tell us that Shakespeare gets to pick his chapter length but no one else, and it was true, OK, fine, a controlled feature, I get it.
Presumably, jumping topics here, a reader wants to know what's going to happen in that fiction book but also wants to experience the language and details of it as the story flows along, and sometimes they want it to soak in a little, catch the mood, not miss that juicy tidbit.
Life is one, huge, worldwide game of dodge ball, don't tell me it's not, it is.Whoever holds the ball gets to throw it at anyone they want and if you get hit, you're out. Presumably the thrower wants to throw it at someone, hit them and have it bounce right back to you so you get another chance at someone else or you purposely throw it hard at the wall immediately next to your victim and the there is a great, terrifying, noisy, whapping sound off the gymnasium wall and it bounces right back to the thrower so they can terrorize you as you dart back and forth and you have to be exposed to this or get a demerit or even a swat with a wooden hickory paddle by the coach.
The balls are red, bigger than basketballs and are much bouncier and lighter with a crinkle finish and can be thrown with amazing force and at hideously close range even by a pipsqueak. If you wear braces, contacts, glasses, head gear, or are catching some tunes, forget it, that's all she wrote. Sometimes you lose track of the ball and that's when you get upside the head but not without the crowd warning you that someone is gonna get creamed and you
Senator Rand Paul totally sucks ass for calling poor people "lazy," that's just evil spew, Rand. #Kentucky #KY
If you were to tell us that Shakespeare gets to pick his chapter length but no one else, and it was true, OK, fine, a controlled feature, I get it.
Presumably, jumping topics here, a reader wants to know what's going to happen in that fiction book but also wants to experience the language and details of it as the story flows along, and sometimes they want it to soak in a little, catch the mood, not miss that juicy tidbit.
Life is one, huge, worldwide game of dodge ball, don't tell me it's not, it is.Whoever holds the ball gets to throw it at anyone they want and if you get hit, you're out. Presumably the thrower wants to throw it at someone, hit them and have it bounce right back to you so you get another chance at someone else or you purposely throw it hard at the wall immediately next to your victim and the there is a great, terrifying, noisy, whapping sound off the gymnasium wall and it bounces right back to the thrower so they can terrorize you as you dart back and forth and you have to be exposed to this or get a demerit or even a swat with a wooden hickory paddle by the coach.
The balls are red, bigger than basketballs and are much bouncier and lighter with a crinkle finish and can be thrown with amazing force and at hideously close range even by a pipsqueak. If you wear braces, contacts, glasses, head gear, or are catching some tunes, forget it, that's all she wrote. Sometimes you lose track of the ball and that's when you get upside the head but not without the crowd warning you that someone is gonna get creamed and you
Senator Rand Paul totally sucks ass for calling poor people "lazy," that's just evil spew, Rand. #Kentucky #KY
