(or Dorothy, as friend Rehan calls her)
the splendid Paul Magrs has written very kindly of Theodora here
which also leaves me with a question :
I haven’t read any of Angela Carter’s fiction (yes, I know, dreadful admission for grown up feminist writer – or reader! – to make), I had read her essays, but when Singling out the Couples came out and people started to say it was a little like her, I decided NOT to read her fiction precisely because, if I was to be compared to her (and I know it’s a compliment), I wanted to be able to say, quite honestly, that nothing I was writing was plagiarism disguised as ‘homage’! But now I think perhaps this self-imposed ban is just silly, and I’ve been denying myself something lovely – I know she also re-wrote fairy tales, and LOADS of writers have done that too, and I’ve made my own variations in the short stories where I’ve made up myths/fairy tales rather than re-writing … what do we think? Read Carter and risk finding my own work less utterly original than I might like? Or read Carter and be delighted by the comparison?
meanwhile, edited to add, a bit more here : Scotland on Sunday
I do like an interview that mentions Tokoroa!
Read Angela Carter and realize that you are utterly you with all the experiences and thoughts and visions that contribute to the uniqueness that is you…so no worries and take the compliment. In fact, you might have a whole new slew of things to think about once you have read her work and you think about your own work. Pop that cherry, Stella.
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heh, neatly put Hayley! x
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