Ein iri­scher Schot­te zu Gast in Bern: Donal McLaughlin

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Von Donal McLaugh­lin - Lie­be Ber­ne­rIn­nen & Nicht-Ber­ne­rIn­nen, die Arti­kel, die ich ein hal­bes Jahr lang für ENSUITE schrei­ben kann, sol­len in eng­li­scher Spra­che ver­fasst wer­den. Nach­dem ich aber Ihre Spra­che, bzw. die hoch­deut­sche Vari­an­te beherr­sche, möch­te ich mich zumin­dest auf Deutsch vor­stel­len. Die­se klei­ne Ges­te sei mir erlaubt.

Ich heis­se Donal McLaugh­lin, stam­me ursprüng­lich aus Nord­ir­land, lebe aber seit 34 Jah­ren in Schott­land (wo ich als Kind ankam), gel­te als iri­scher Schot­te, bin als Autor, Über­set­zer / Dol­met­scher & Her­aus­ge­ber tätig – und bin seit Anfang Febru­ar in der Schweiz, und zwar als der aller­ers­te Scot­tish Wri­ting Fel­low der Stadt Bern.

Wer weiss, was ich in mei­nem hal­ben Jahr hier für ENSUITE und sonst so alles schrei­ben wer­de, aber heu­te geht’s los mit einem Über­blick über die zeit­ge­nös­si­sche schot­ti­sche Lite­ra­tur – und ein paar Wor­ten zu mei­ner bis­he­ri­gen Lese­er­fah­rung, zumin­dest was die Schwei­ze­ri­sche anbelangt.

Im April bekom­men Sie dann mei­ne ers­ten Ber­ner Ein­drü­cke zu lesen!

Scot­tish Writing
The last two deca­des of last cen­tu­ry gave rise, in Scot­land, to what cri­tics & review­ers were quick to call a lite­ra­ry renais­sance, with Alasd­air Gray’s Lanark (1981) right­ly view­ed as the major mile­stone which marks the begin­ning of the boom.

The renais­sance, it is often sug­gested, had its roots in poli­ti­cal set­backs. In the wake of both the fai­led refe­ren­dum on devo­lu­ti­on in the spring of 1979 & Mar­ga­ret That­cher beco­ming Prime Minis­ter that autumn, Scotland’s wri­ters – like their film­ma­ker, pain­ter & musi­ci­an col­le­agues – inves­ted in their art, rather than suc­cumb to the dou­ble wham­my deli­ver­ed by the poli­ti­cal arena.

The­se poli­ti­cal dis­ap­point­ments are not to be unde­re­sti­ma­ted. Many wri­ters & artists had hel­ped cam­paign for devo­lu­ti­on – but while the majo­ri­ty of citi­zens who voted voted YES, the 40% hurd­le, intro­du­ced by the then Labour govern­ment, was not cle­ared. The gene­ral elec­tion result later the same year soon meant Scots were expe­ri­en­cing what poet Nor­man Mac­Caig famously cal­led ‘the indif­fe­rence / of a remo­te and igno­rant govern­ment’. As huge Labour majo­ri­ties in every elec­tion bet­ween 1979 and 1997 reflect, Scot­land con­sis­t­ent­ly & unam­bi­guous­ly rejec­ted the Con­ser­va­ti­ve govern­ment of that era.

The very con­sidera­ble fruits of the artists’ respon­se to this sta­te of affairs soon gave rise to the theo­ry that Scot­land had achie­ved cul­tu­ral (if not poli­ti­cal) inde­pen­dence. Poli­tics, Cairns Craig even sug­gested, had been redu­ced to a mere side-show in Scot­land. It might none­thel­ess be argued that the cul­tu­ral con­fi­dence inspi­red & instil­led over two deca­des by tho­se self­sa­me artists bore poli­ti­cal fruit when, in Sep­tem­ber 1997, in the refe­ren­dum pro­mi­sed by the new­ly elec­ted New Labour govern­ment, Scots empha­ti­cal­ly said YES both to Devo­lu­ti­on, and to hig­her taxes to pay for it. The coun­try, as a result, now has its own Par­lia­ment again.

Tho­se obser­vers who iden­ti­fy a lite­ra­ry renais­sance in Scot­land tend to focus pri­ma­ri­ly on the country’s nove­lists & short­sto­ry wri­ters. Whe­ther such com­men­ta­tors live & work in Scot­land its­elf, or look on from their Lon­don bases, or even from con­ti­nen­tal Euro­pe and bey­ond, the con­sen­sus seems to be that it all star­ted in Glas­gow with a group of wri­ter fri­ends – James Kel­man, Tom Leo­nard, Alasd­air Gray, Ber­nard Mac Laver­ty & Liz Loch­head – who’d met at a writer’s work­shop at Glas­gow Uni­ver­si­ty in the 1970’s. (Leo­nard & Loch­head, it should be noted, are poets; Loch­head, the only woman, has the clo­sest cont­act with the theat­re world.) Kel­man, having seen how Leo­nard used the ever­y­day lan­guage of Scot­land in his poet­ry, began to use lan­guage in simi­lar ways in pro­se. Gray, too, beca­me known for the Scot­tish rhyth­ms in his syn­tax. United in their rejec­tion of T.S. Eliot’s noti­on of ‘The Voice of Lite­ra­tu­re’, the­se wri­ters set out to use a who­le palet­te of voices in their work; to show what could be expres­sed using the lan­guage and voices of ordi­na­ry peo­p­le round about them; to show that it was pos­si­ble to wri­te lite­ra­tu­re in the lan­guage of their community.

Such demo­cra­tis­a­ti­on of lite­ra­tu­re was to find expres­si­on in other ways, too. To over­co­me the eli­tism asso­cia­ted with lite­ra­tu­re, wri­ters stro­ve to take lite­ra­tu­re out of the class­rooms, the uni­ver­si­ties, the some­ti­mes for­bid­ding libra­ri­es. Rea­dings were held in out­ly­ing dis­tricts, and work­shops crea­ted to encou­ra­ge peo­p­le to wri­te. From such work­shops emer­ged, in due cour­se, wri­ters such as Agnes Owens and Jeff Torrington.

The exam­p­le of the­se wri­ters in the West of Scot­land trig­ge­red fur­ther suc­cess – both the­re & else­whe­re. In Glas­gow its­elf, in the late 80’s & ear­ly 90’s, two major fema­le wri­ters emer­ged: Janice Gal­lo­way & A L Ken­ne­dy. Aspi­ring wri­ters else­whe­re in Scot­land fol­lo­wed suit, lear­ning from e.g. Kelman’s work. In the East, in Edin­burgh, Irvi­ne Welsh pro­du­ced Train­spot­ting (1993). Simi­lar­ly, Dun­can McLean, from the North-East, used lan­guage and set­tings from that area in his work. And in the second half of the 1990’s, Alan War­ner did the same for the North-West in novels such as Mor­vern Callar (1995) and The Sopra­nos (1998). In sharp con­trast to the deca­des befo­re the 80’s & 90’s, new wri­ters, it see­med, were emer­ging all over Scotland.

The plau­dits & pri­zes rol­led in. One mea­su­re of reco­gni­ti­on came in the form of nomi­na­ti­ons for the Boo­ker Pri­ze for Fic­tion, the major annu­al lite­ra­ry award in the UK. James Kel­man was nomi­na­ted for A Dis­af­fec­tion in 1989, befo­re taking the pri­ze in 1994, with How Late It Was, How Late. Aut­hors such as Geor­ge Mack­ay Brown, Ber­nard Mac Laver­ty, Ali Smith & Andrew O’Hagan have also sin­ce been short­lis­ted. Column inches devo­ted to Scot­tish fic­tion in the Lon­don & New York press, in addi­ti­on to aca­de­mic stu­dies & trans­la­ti­ons pro­du­ced around the world, also testi­fy to the signi­fi­can­ce & stay­ing­power of this renais­sance. More tel­lingly & encou­ra­gin­gly still, now that lite­ra­ry Scot­land is more con­fi­dent of its own voice, the voices of Scotland’s mino­ri­ties are begin­ning to be heard, as demons­tra­ted by publi­ca­ti­ons, initi­al­ly in lite­ra­ry maga­zi­nes & antho­lo­gies, by Irish Scots, Asi­an Scots, & Ita­li­an Scots. An even more vibrant lite­ra­ry sce­ne is the result, with aut­hors such as Des Dil­lon, Lei­la Aboule­la & Suhayl Saa­di publi­shing book after book & gar­ne­ring much praise.

Fic­tion wri­ters, of cour­se, do not enjoy a mono­po­ly on suc­cess. From the 1990s onwards, their poet col­le­agues, too, have been short­lis­ted for, and won, major lite­ra­ry awards – with Kath­le­en Jamie, John Burn­si­de & Don Pater­son lea­ding the way. To make this obser­va­ti­on is in no way to unde­re­sti­ma­te the con­tri­bu­ti­on of older gene­ra­ti­ons; the oeu­vres of men such as Nor­man Mac­Caig, Sor­ley McLean, Iain Crich­ton Smith & Edwin Mor­gan. Nor should the gene­ra­ti­on of poets now in their ear­ly fif­ties be over­loo­ked: Bri­an McCa­be, Dilys Rose, Andrew Greig, Ron But­lin (all Edin­burgh wri­ters). Two volu­mes of the poet­ry of youn­ger gene­ra­ti­ons augur well for the future: the ori­gi­nal Dream Sta­te antho­lo­gy of 1994; and the expan­ded second edi­ti­on of 2002. What’s more: the Scot­tish Poet­ry Libra­ry (my idea of hea­ven) now has a beau­tiful new buil­ding, next to the Par­lia­ment. And as of 16 Febru­ary 2004, Scot­land has its own Poet Lau­rea­te – its Scots Makar – in the much-loved Edwin Morgan.

The one puz­zle in all of this is why play­w­rights appear not to share the pro­fi­le & sta­tus enjoy­ed by their poet and nove­list col­le­agues? The suc­cess of wri­ters such as David Har­rower (Kni­ves in Hens) & Gre­go­ry Bur­ke (Gaga­rin Way) – to name but two, much trans­la­ted & staged abroad – is sure­ly chan­ging that. The recent suc­cess (one hopes) of the cam­paign for a Natio­nal Theat­re should also give the stage in Scot­land a much nee­ded boost.

In short, there’s no doubt about it: for twen­ty-odd years now, a gre­at deal’s been hap­pe­ning, in lite­ra­ry terms, in Scot­land. Some will chall­enge the term renais­sance. Others balk at talk of ‘Scot­tish lite­ra­tu­re’, dis­pu­ting – right­ly – the exis­tence of such a (sin­gle) beast. What of midd­le-class expe­ri­ence? still others object, irri­ta­ted by the focus on working-class wri­ters. Others still will con­test the domi­nan­ce of Glas­gow; or pre­fer to focus on work in Scots & Gae­lic. Fair enough. But there’s one thing I do know for sure: it’s been an honour & pri­vi­le­ge to live through this peri­od; to fol­low the pro­gress of the many & varied wri­ters; & join their audi­en­ces for many a memo­rable reading.

Web­sites:
www.contemporarywriters.com
www.scottishbooktrust.com
www.spl.org.uk (Scot­tish Poet­ry Library)
www.a‑l-kennedy.co.uk
www.tomleonard.co.uk
www.edwinmorgan.com
www.suhaylsaadi.com

Swiss Wri­ting
To what ext­ent do Scots know Swiss wri­ting? you might won­der. At the Uni­ver­si­ty of Strath­cly­de (Glas­gow), the­re exists a Cent­re for Swiss Stu­dies, the remit of which, I under­stand, covers French‑, Ger­man- & Ita­li­an-spea­king Switz­er­land. Bey­ond aca­de­mia, peo­p­le, I suspect, would at most be awa­re of Frisch & Dür­ren­matt though Tom Hubbard’s recent issue of the maga­zi­ne Fife Lines has done some­thing to coun­ter that (‘Poet­ry in Switz­er­land’, Autumn 2002).

My own awa­re­ness is rest­ric­ted to aut­hors wri­ting in Ger­man. My appli­ca­ti­on for Bern men­tio­ned cau­tious­ly, I recall know­ledge of “Swiss wri­ting, and even – to a degree – some work from Bern”. Clo­ser inspec­tion of Ber­ner Tex­te (2002) & the Ber­ner Alma­nach (1998) reve­als to my sur­pri­se that Bern’s asso­cia­ted with a num­ber of wri­ters, examp­les of who­se work I know: F.D. (sowie­so), Kurt Mar­ti, E. Y. Mey­er, Vere­na Ste­fan, Beat Ster­chi, Fran­co Supi­no, & Chris­ti­an Uetz. By the end of six months, need­less to say, I aim to be more bewandert..

Fur­ther recom­men­da­ti­ons are alre­a­dy begin­ning to reach me: Lukas Bär­fuss, Mar­tin Frank, Chris­toph Gei­ser, Rapha­el Urwei­der, to name but four. I begin with Die toten Män­ner (‘Dani­elle hat neu­lich gestan­den’ etc), my head trans­la­ting as I read, and a recent sus­pi­ci­on resur­faces. Who knows, I find mys­elf musing: a Swiss antho­lo­gy – or new trans­la­ti­ons – might well be in the cards here.

© Donal McLaughlin
Bild: Mar­tin Zel­me­nis, Riga


Publi­ziert: ensuite Nr. 3, März 2004



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