So,
what’s the point, you ask? The point is that language, when used right, can
convey vast amounts in a small space. Language, when used right, is power. And
yet we seem to have forgotten that. I rarely meet anyone anymore who can talk,
much less write, with power. I’m not saying we’ve been dumbed down but we all suspect
that’s the truth.
As
a former print editor, I am constantly finding simple mistakes of punctuation
and gammar, not to mention just plain bad wording in books, newspapers, and
online. Oh my, online. It’s as if the writer has no regard whatsoever for the
reader.
With
writing, there’s an art to letting go and staying restrained at the same time
but first you have to know the rules. And be able to follow them. And be able
to stay grounded in them. Art is the manipulation of the form but first you
have to have a form.
I
know what you’re going to say … everybody does it differently. Pat Conroy does
go on and we love to read those rich, lush uses of language. Please, Mr. Conroy,
don’t ever stop. In some of his books, like Prince
of Tides and The Great Santini,
he gets it just right and in some, like Beach
Music, he seems to be out in his own stratosphere of imagery. But it’s
always beautiful.
As different as
their writing is, Harrison and Conroy have something in common. Both writers
know that what matters is not only the words and their meaning but also the way
they’re strung together and form a whole. The shape of the whole conveys the
deeper meaning, the one that can’t be said with simple words.
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