CHW wrote: ...what Robert Graves called the
proleptic nature of literary creation...A burr, or piece of fluff, which
has lodged in memory ... was the comment, made I think by a little girl,
and embryonic authoress: "How can I know what I mean until I see what I
say?"
I recall a British psychanalyst
happily rubbing his hands while addressing his audience and begining
his lecture with: - " I can't wait to hear what I have to say
tonight".
He was a Kleinian, of course. Lacan might have recognized in
that embryonic authoress a clear perception of the distinction bt. rational
thought and the workings of her unconscious.
Language is much richer than we, who
employ it and consider ourselves its "masters", surmise.
Most Nabokovian verbal links extend
much beyond his wildest dreams, no?
Jansy