Aug. 18th, 2011
In looking up a word online, I happened on this little article on the beauty of words.
While cellar door doesn't do anything for me, the concept of phonaesthics trips my trigger. Considering I find certain clusters of letters interesting to look at, this shouldn't be so odd...
The word 'little' for instance. All upright and not small at all. Or maybe trying not to be.... 'small' hasn't made up its mind, obviously. (Look at the words 'llama small' together. ['small llama' is visually too reptative] Too bad the first is a pretty difficult combination to pull of in any writing scenario I can dream up.)
The perfect sentance would not only have a lovely sound, but an equally pleasing appearance. Not too repetative on the ear as to ruin the cadence, not too filled with things such upright letters as to make the sentance physically too long or too short, just perfect. If it were a mathmatical equation, each word would have a specific value, that when added up would equal perfection.
I've also read (not going to try to find it) about writers feeling words having literal constructive value (like materials of a building) that could be shaped together via a sort of formula. Same concept, I think.
Anyway... just a very odd blather.
While cellar door doesn't do anything for me, the concept of phonaesthics trips my trigger. Considering I find certain clusters of letters interesting to look at, this shouldn't be so odd...
The word 'little' for instance. All upright and not small at all. Or maybe trying not to be.... 'small' hasn't made up its mind, obviously. (Look at the words 'llama small' together. ['small llama' is visually too reptative] Too bad the first is a pretty difficult combination to pull of in any writing scenario I can dream up.)
The perfect sentance would not only have a lovely sound, but an equally pleasing appearance. Not too repetative on the ear as to ruin the cadence, not too filled with things such upright letters as to make the sentance physically too long or too short, just perfect. If it were a mathmatical equation, each word would have a specific value, that when added up would equal perfection.
I've also read (not going to try to find it) about writers feeling words having literal constructive value (like materials of a building) that could be shaped together via a sort of formula. Same concept, I think.
Anyway... just a very odd blather.