“For the last month or so, I’d been spending my days crafting lush and richly imagined bits of narrative—long, lovely descriptions of characters and scenery, page after page of elegant prose in which nothing whatsoever was going on. No wonder I was bored. Though you won’t find it in Webster’s, there’s a word to describe the kind of meticulously constructed writing that bores even its author. A ‘bore-geous’ novel is one that is packed with gorgeous, finely wrought descriptions of places and people, with entire paragraphs extolling the slope of one character’s nose, whole chapters