When the characters linger close during the day and you get in bed early to read for longer and touching the cover causes a surge of anticipatory pleasure - now, that's a novel. My latest thrilling bed companion (excluding women and dogs) was Jen Michalski's The Tide King.
And here's a really cool thing. You can read a few of the had-to-be-deleted scenes online. What a grand idea. It's like the "special features" section of DVDs. And like in DVDs, I could see why, as lovely as the scenes were, they had to be deleted, and yet I so appreciated having read them as I started in on the book proper.
I'm already planning a whole slew of online "special features" for my novel whenever (if) it's published. One section will be for all those groovy historical facts I couldn't find a place for in the narrative. Did you know that in the 1800's women's underwear was crotchless? And I'm sure y'all want to know the scoop on raccoon penis bones.