not alone

I recently discussed in some detail my thoughts on short books. It's not that I dislike long books (despite the fervor of my rampage) or that I'm too lazy (might I dare say 'with lassitude'?) to get through endless stories (I always, always, with the exception of 3 books, trudge through), it's that I believe in the beauty, art, superiority, amazing awesomeness of perfecting short novels (and yet I don't care much for short stories or poetry). There are many reasons for this - the clarity of mind it demonstrates, the skill it exhibits when one's tools (words) can be used so nimbly and with such control, the space for silence it offers. But mostly, the non-presumptuousness it suggests when one shares an idea one values but does so with respect and humility - without taking up too much time, without stepping on toes, without overwhelming one with unnecessary details.

A wordy (lengthy) explanation that is captured simply (shortly) in Better Off Ted:

That was French AND funny. In one syllable, which makes it smart.

Ha!