Writers are the Glamorous Ones
A Return to the Golden Age of Literature
To all who have forgotten that writers are the glamorous ones:
Listen to the whispers of a literary awakening. Like those who came before us, we too can struggle through this age with grace, integrity and elegance.
Can you imagine yourself in 1607, when Catherine de Vivonne, Marquise de Rambouillet, gathered her Parisian intelligentsia in Hôtel de Rambouillet?
Do you often dream that a Byronic hero would whisper haunting tales of steady purpose into your ear like those seeded in young Mary Shelley?
Could you have survived an 1880s tongue lashing from the rapier wit of Oscar Wilde?
Would you have found yourself in the 1930s with the Inklings, haunting the halls of the University of Oxford whilst smuggling in dilettantes to discuss the translation of Middle English and Old Norse?
Or would you have been in the era of globetrotting socialites like Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald or Ernest Hemingway?
The Oxford Review Literary Journal asks you the real question: Can you see yourself as part of the literary aristocracy of the Golden Age, reviving an era of erudition, polymaths, and kindred dilettantes?