A story should have a beginning, an end and a fat juicy middle, with plenty of meat. Otherwise, inevitably, you lose your reader.
Why on earth – say the readers you’re busy losing – should we go to the trouble of understanding you? We don’t want to do your work for you. Why don’t you take us for an enjoyable ride someplace?
And you can’t blame the distractible readers. Beginning, end, and juicy middle, that’s what people want.
Vincenzo Malinconico, the self-styled unreliable narrator of Diego De Silva’s I Hadn’t Understood (Europa Editions, 2012) p 20.