March 16, 1926
Style is a
very simple matter; it is all rhythm.
Once you get that, you can’t use the wrong words. But on the other hand here I am sitting after
half the morning, crammed with ideas, and visions, and so on, and can’t
dislodge them, for lack of the right rhythm.
Now this is very profound, what
rhythm is, and goes far deeper than words.
A sight, an emotion, creates a wave in the mind, long before it makes
words to fit it; and in writing (such is my preent belief) one hasto recapture
this, and set the working (which has apparently nothing to do with words) and
then, as it breaks and tumbles in the mind, it makes words to fit it: But no
doubt I shall feel differently next year.
(L3 247)
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