Orwell

Orwell once wrote that the novelist John Galsworthy was a bad writer, and some inner trouble sharpening his sensitiveness, nearly made him into a good one; his discontent healed itself and he reverted to type. It is worth pausing to wonder in just what form the thing is happening to oneself. The process was further complicated because everyone in writing is torn between three motives; (i) Art for art’s seeking in the ivory tower, (ii) political propaganda, and (iii) pulling in the dough. [Scott Lucas, George Orwell (London: Haus 2003), 133]