The real beauty of writing for me is its rhythm; some call it cadence. Without ever knowing the art of rhetoric, I sensed it as a child. Maybe for me it came growing up in an era of black and white TV, where sitcoms were still in the process of creating their genre and Yiddish shtick coupled with vaudeville’s zest held sway. For me, there’s another aspect to the ebb and flow of writing: its physical structure. A writer communicates not merely with vocabulary and syntax but with layout. Long paragraphs, short stanzas; punctuation, variation … Line breaks. They’re absolutely fundamental for image, voice, and impact. So much so, that I don’t think it’s yet been fully realized how quickly this essence is lost when…