Why do people who post in singles/dating section always write novels?

Question

Have you ever noticed that? That they write novels--usually women more-so than men, but both do. Just a whole bunch of babble and redunancy. It's quite annoying. Don't you think? I mean, why? Why do they do that? After reading one of the novels, I could have summoned the same thought up in a mere two sentences. Have you ever noticed that? That they write novels. That go on and on and on and on and on and on and on. Just a whole bunch of babble and redunancy. It's quite annoying. Don't you think? I mean, why? Why do they do that? After reading one of the novels, I could have summoned the same thought up in a mere two sentences. Have you ever noticed that? That they write novels. That go on and on and on and on and on and on and on. Just a whole bunch of babble and redunancy. It's quite annoying. Don't you think? I mean, why? Why do they do that? After reading one of the novels, I could have summoned the same thought up in a mere two sentences

Answer 1

I couldn't have said it better myself!!!

Answer 2

I did notice that, you're right. I can find two major reasons for that. One, they're lonely and used to being lonely. Two, they're more comfortable in front of their computer than with an actual person. And, possibly three, they feel they have a lot to say, so they write (often something that no one will want to read). It's often people who have opinions and like to share them, but aren't much interested in your opinions. The circle closes on themselves: they value primarily their own thoughts which makes them not much fun to be around, so they write, feeling the world doesn't understand them. Consequently, fewer dates, more writing... :)

Answer 3

because It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents — except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness.
that is why.
sometimes it is like two ships that pass in the night, unless, suddenly, a shot rang out.

edit - this explains it better.

It was a dark and stormy night. Suddenly, a shot rang out!

A door slammed. Someone screamed. Suddenly a pirate ship appeared on the horizon! Quickly the pirates came ashore, and found a dog sitting with a typewriter. Grinning evilly, they vandalized the doghouse, stole the typewriter, and plagiarized the novel in the typewriter. 'Ho ho!' they yelled as they kidnapped the dog. 'We'll have you working for US now, ha ha! Let's see how you like writing commercials for MET LIFE! Bwahaha!' The dog panicked and cried out for help, but to no avail.

A door slammed. Someone screamed. Suddenly a dark ship hoved into view. It was a vast and cumbersome boat and from the decks a dreadful cacophony could be heard.

Another door slammed. Someone screamed again. An irate pirate stuck his head through the door of the little dog's room. "Keep it down in here, will you?" he ordered. "Some of us are trying to sleep!" The beagle, with the strength of desperation, broke the chain that bound the typewriter to the table and hurled it at the pirate. The fiend ducked, but tripped over a cannonball and collapsed on the foredeck, whatever that is.

A door slammed. Someone screamed. The dark ship tossed on the waves, and several pirates got ill. The small dog waited until all the pirates had their backs turned, leaning over the rail, and then tip-pawed out of his tiny cabin. He trotted over the forecastle and down to the poop deck, where he paused, panting, by a large door.

The door slammed! Then the very wooden planks screamed! Well, they sort of creaked, actually. But it was very loud. The poor dog, panic-struck, dashed back to the deck, where he was immediately surrounded by the bloodthirsty, greedy pirates! All looked lost!

Just then, before the door could slam and scream again, a shadow passed over the sun. Yes! It was a Sopwith Camel, diving down out of the sky, guns blazing, bullets flying, inspirational background music playing! Pirates scattered on all sides, jumping overboard without benefit of lifeboats. Through it all, the dog cheered wildly for the flying ace.

but the door screamed ... and something slammed ... the beagle dove for cover, taking his eyes off the flying ace ... (which was a good thing, 'cz he looked *really strange without them in his head) the sopwith camel screamed ... the dog shot out of his lethargy ... but it was too late ... a tiny yellow bird appeared in the midst of the grovelling pirates and claimed the territory as 'woodrow's wrest' ... the end?

it was a dark and stormy night ... the beginning of the end ... or the end of the beginning ... a door slammed ... a shot rang out ...

So it wasn't quite the end - all this shooting and slamming and screaming had finally gotten to the dog. It loaded up the cannons and fired towards shore in acts of random violence. Unfortunately, the dog managed to hit it's own doghouse, and blow up the plagarized novel. Sadly, the dog grabbed it's typewriter and headed for home.

Upon arriving at home, the tired actor removed his dog suit. "What a night," he grumbled. "I should've taken the Elephant trainer job at the circus and saved myself a lot of humiliation." He walked into the kitchen and switched the light on.

A door slammed. Someone laughed. Suddenly a vast ship appeared on the horizon. Strange noises could be heard from the decks -- a cacophony of barks and snorts, yowls and grunts. Indistinct forms crowd the night dark deck ... indistinct, but surely not human!

add It was an Ark, and story night!

(by: Billyjack Shadow Slacker Star Yossarian witchy)

Answer 4

I'm a girl. we do it because we explain in detail so we can get a more correct answer. i guess thats the way girls are. most are very precise and want a good answer and thats why she writes a so called novel when she wants a good answer.

Answer 5

because us women have to tell the whole story. we have to get every single little detail in their. or else the readers mite not understand. i write novels wen asking a question in the dating section....

Answer 6

Maybe they're just wanting to express themselves, their opinions, likes and dislikes, hobbies, wants and needs..ect.
They probably mean well but start to run out of ideas so absentmindly repeat themselves.

Answer 7

Very cute.
I mean like must of taken some deep thought.

Answer 8

I didn't even read yours all the way because it was too long. I agree with you! But um... you should be able to answer the question yourself now.

Answer 9

i like long walks on the beach, romantic candle light dinners, bubble baths........

Answer 10

this is because there strange idiots that have nothing better to do