Fantastical, blithe, dark, strange: Angela Carter's stories taught us about independence and individuality

Angela Carter in the early 1970s Angela Carter
Photo: © Estate of Angela Carter

When I went to live for a period in the United States about a decade ago I sold almost all my books. It was traumatic, losing old friends and pieces of my past. I regret all of those books but my set of Angela Carter novels.

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