That unique moment — we all know what it is when we come across it in a book or a movie, an opera. We recognise it the moment we see it.

Although feel it would probably be a better word. And sometimes we don’t even realise what it was until we’re describing the story to someone else.

Lots of people try to analyse it. But essentially, it’s visceral. More like a fleeting scent or a snatch of music than anything we can explain. Continue reading →