The opposite of a tagline

I write slogans for a living. Eight words or fewer, usually fewer. The account I'm most proud of is a set of transit ads for a bubble tea chain where I had four characters per panel and no English. You work with what you have. The romance novel is 87,000 words and counting, which is the most words I have ever put in one direction. The heroine is a pastry chef in Taipei who falls in love very slowly with the owner of the wet market where she buys her fruit every morning. I've been going to the wet market near Nanjing East Road station for three years to do research of a somewhat general kind. The tofu seller thinks I'm a journalist. Ad copy lives for six months and then someone plasters over it. I want to write something that someone keeps, even badly, on a shelf. My friends think it's sweet that I write romance. One of my colleagues found out and hasn't treated me differently, which is the best possible outcome. I'm revising chapter twelve right now and the pacing is wrong and I know exactly where it's wrong and I have no idea how to fix it yet. That's where I am.