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Rosanna Mclaughlin is an editor at The White Review.

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The Pious and the Pommery

Essay

Issue No. 18

Rosanna Mclaughlin

Essay

Issue No. 18

I.   Where is the champagne? On second thoughts this is not entirely the right question. The champagne is in the ice trough, on...

Essay

April 2019

Ariana and the Lesbian Narcissus

Rosanna Mclaughlin

Essay

April 2019

‘Avoid me not!’ ‘Avoid me not!’                                   Narcissus   Let me describe a GIF I’ve been watching. A lot....

Watching the recent public demonstrations protesting, at times violently, the Coalition government’s budgetary cuts, I was forced to revisit a long-held personal dilemma   I’ve described myself as ‘a writer’ from the age of nineteen, writing, at first, a series of features in and around the disparate areas of contemporary art – while at the same time arguing with very little subtlety in favour of my grand vision for the world, and how it should work While my writing today may well have outgrown its incipient characteristics of undergraduate anger and a quite spectacularly misplaced sense of superiority, I’ve not lost those early impulses to write Indeed, I’d say my desire to write – the compulsion to put pen to paper, as it were – has remained largely unaltered in what’s now a decade-long career Similarly, my motivations – explicitly political as they doubtless were from the start, against capitalist social relations and diametrically opposed to the current order of things – have stayed with me I’ve not so much as purchased a copy of Socialist Worker, however – despite the obvious opportunities to do so, especially while attending a redbrick university in the North More to the point, though, I’ve never joined any kind of physical march, riot or protest – against anything This I’ve always found difficult to explain, and is therefore my principal reason for this essay: to justify why I write rather than riot; to demonstrate briefly where this is mirrored by others; and to argue how this paradox must be upheld * When George Orwell wrote his seminal essay ‘Why I Write’, from which I take both title and inspiration – at least, in part – he made plain the motivations for a very particular type of artist: the writer Orwell, only a handful of years after his own participation in the Spanish Civil War, then provided four motives for writing: sheer egoism; aesthetic enthusiasm; historical impulse; and political purpose I myself would eschew, though not entirely dismiss, points two and three As a writer, it’s egoism and political purpose that defines both

Contributor

July 2016

Rosanna Mclaughlin

Contributor

July 2016

Rosanna Mclaughlin is an editor at The White Review.

Ten Years at Garage Moscow

Art Review

November 2018

Rosanna Mclaughlin

Art Review

November 2018

When I arrive in Moscow, I am picked up from the airport by Roman, a patriotic taxi driver sent to collect me courtesy of...
Becoming Alice Neel

Art

August 2017

Rosanna Mclaughlin

Art

August 2017

From the first time I saw Alice Neel’s portraits, I wanted to see the world as she did. Neel was the Matisse of the...

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fiction

January 2012

Collapse - A Memoir

Jesse Loncraine

fiction

January 2012

Author’s Note   I began writing about the war five years after it was over; a war the world...

Interview

October 2014

Interview with Jem Cohen

Steve Macfarlane

Interview

October 2014

Jem Cohen may be one of the quintessential New York filmmakers of our era. Peerless in his knack for...

feature

June 2014

Turning the Game Around

Daniel Galera

TR. Rahul Bery

feature

June 2014

Once upon a time there was – no, better: you are a thief who wanders through the cities and...

 

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